Street punk, street punk Oi, oi, oi If you're punk or if you're skin Then you know right what I mean Smash those boots and listen clear Join the studs and balds in here Thight suspenders, spikey hair Angry kids against society We're not fascists, get it straight Those're the Nazis and the KKK Street punk, street punk Oi oi oi Cultures joined up one night That we're the same we found out Nobody gave a fuck about us Unemployed and out of luck But with this chant you can feel heard Move along at the dancing hell Fight the system, they don't care We're the oppressed and we're sick of it Street punk, street punk Oi oi oi Some say that we're out the line That our base's corrupt And we're off the tracks But their tale lacks facts And since last time I've checked There was nothing wrong It was a mistake Nonetheless, they insist A shaved head means fear That we betrayed our thoughts And allied with hate While they refuse to admit There's no time to sit And to be waiting Street punk street punk Oi oi oi