Do you remember in 1969?
Seeing all the skinheads standing in a line
Foaming at the mouth, Waiting for a fight
High boots, cropped hair, what a fuckin' sight

Come on of the skinhead
Come on of the crew
People that we don't beat up
We're gonna fucking screw
We are the new breed and we will have our say
We are the new breed and we ain't gonna die

Fighting in a manor
Fighting in the street
On the street corners
Where the gang still meets
Talking about the weekend
What we're gonna do?
If you're not careful
We're gonna do you!

Come on of the skinhead
Come on of the crew
People that we don't beat up
We're gonna fucking screw
We are the new breed, we will have our say
We are the new breed, we ain't gonna die
Chaos in the city
Civil war now
Skinheads taking over
Like skinhead knows how
Skinhead with his boots on
Nobodies fool
Skinheads taking over
Chaos is the rule!
Chaos, chaos, chaos - don't give a toss!
Chaos, chaos, chaos - don't give a toss!

This one's for the 4-Skins! Thanks!

Do you remember 1969?
Seeing all the skinheads standing in a line
Foaming at the mouth, Waiting for a fight
High boots, cropped hair, what a fuckin' sight
Come on of the skinhead
Come on of the crew
People that we don't beat up
We're gonna fucking screw
We are the new breed, we will have our say
We are the new breed, we ain't gonna die
Chaos, chaos, chaos - don't give a toss!
Chaos, chaos, chaos - don't give a toss!