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

Turn that radio up to ten

'Cuz the boys wanna lose control

So whip out the charlie and light up your soul

And witness the power

Of skinhead rock &roll

Of skinhead rock &roll

Witness of power

Witness of lovely

Witness of beauty

Of skinhead rock &roll

Yeah, c’mon

Skinhead rock &roll

You can feel it skinhead rock &roll

The power, the lovely, the beauty

The power of skinhead rock &roll

Join me

Skinhead rock &roll

You can feel it

Skinhead rock &roll

Feel the power, feel the power of your soul

Skinhead rock &roll

Put on your boots, put on your braces

We down, we down in your soul