Testo di Bovver Boy

It's my life and I live my own way don't carry no banners, ain't got much to say totally sussed in the boots I wear already convicted coz of the crop of my hair been drinking all night and I'm all fucked up I head to the disco and I smash it up the papers make me look like a real outlaw cops say "Spread'em up, against the wall" Hear our shouting and our boots go marching in the dead of night papers say I'm trouble, born and bred in the gutter, but still I insist I'm alright I'm a 20th century casualty, I'm a young partisan I may not have much, but I got my friends and I got my rebel songs CHORUS 2x I'm a bovver boy, I'm a bovver boy