: Ready, Aim, Fire You work all fucking week, go out on Friday night You're looking for some action and you settle for a fight Okay, steady, get ready
: Billy ran around with the rare old crew. And he knew an arsenal from Tottenham blue We'd be a darn sight better off if we knew Where Billy's bones
: [Originally by Gang Green] Got the time when the sun goes up We'll drink until we drop My love for hundred brews That soothes, the foot's been dropped
: [The Clash cover song] The offered me the office, offered me the shop. They said I'd better take anything they'd got. Do you wanna make tea at the
: [Originally by Creedence Clearwater Revival] Some folks are born made to wave the flag, Ooh, they?re red, white and blue. And when the band plays
: When they kick at your front door, How you gonna come? With your hands on your head, Or on the trigger of your gun. When the law break in, How you
: This Song Goes Out To All The Trendy, Spoiled Bastards Who Listen To Shitty Music! Euro Trash, go away, so so trenty, your pathetic. Euro Scumbag,
: Iive got two hands in my pocket and a pistol to my head as I walk the line in front of me theres no looking back. As I trudge the path of destiny my
: Never, never, never again Will Tommy die for you Over the top the unknown go Into a land where no man lives Say goodbye to his friends Cause they
: the scene often changes, the kids come and go but history's for sure and this much i know. the root of tough music for america's youth was old school
: I know that you ain?t too pretty God knows how much you suck It?s a tragedy that you were born I rue the day you wrote this Soundtrack to a killing
: See it, do you believe it, you can take it, or leave it. Take you on a rockin stroll, dig yourself a deeper hole. Lookin high but feelin low, pray
: [Special guests vocals by: Dicky Barrett (MMB), Danny Gallagher and Michelle Darosa] Allow me to tell a story about our little town, The big movies
: [Originally by Cock Sparrer] Everybody's talking about revolution and Everybody's talking about smashing the state. Sounds to me like the final solution
: [The Clash cover song] white riot... i wanna riot. white riot... a riot of my own. white riot... i wanna riot. white riot... a riot of my own. black
: Yeah, we got the power, let's do it tonight! (The power, tonight) We got a cause and we know that it's right. (A cause to fight) Yeah, we got the numbers
: Now let me tell you about a man named John Law Heis a neighborhood cop the toughest man I ever saw A man who knows his duty, a man with a gun To the
: [Originally by Iron Cross] Backed up against the wall The animal makes his final stand He spits and growls and shows his teeth He?s a foreigner in