Skinhead Rock & Roll Turbonegro

Out on the streets, hunting the night
You know you gotta chase that feeling
Keep going faster than the speed of light
Can't you feel your head is reeling

No use for the old guard
Too lame, too meek
No time for the old men
Too late, too soft, too weak

So turn that radio up to ten
’Cuz the boys wanna lose control
Pull up your braces and lace up your holes
And witness the power
Of skinhead rock & roll
Of skinhead rock & roll

Boys wanna drink and boys wanna fight
Start a ruckus at the station
Trouble bussing in from out of town
Tensions rising cross the nation

Sunset for the old ways
Set sail for the night
New dawn for the new boys
Feels so good and it feels so right