Greatest Hits Vol. II

GO! It's a dark place over there the seats, and the stands are bear, but you remember not long ago, all the times that we battled there. The sun, it shines right on the gutter And you remember that he was there, And you should know, right there in the fold, that you grabbed him by his hair. War on the terraces (War on the terraces!) It was war on the terraces (War on the terraces) The local pub, it stands silent And all of this town, will be soon and you remember the pints we would sink and sing "the fuzz is watching you" The youth remember them wagons that took us straight down the nick when we would sing back to them, don't it make you feel like a prick? (CHORUS) So you're looking up, at the terrace and smile, yeah it breaks your face. And to the younger generation, we'll be here to take your place!

Submitted by BloodShrine — Apr 26, 2025

here i am alone again i'm trying to find my way i think i've looked just everywhere to find that brand new day i'm walking down a rainy street i'm staring straight ahead blackness there before my eyes nothing in my head there's nothing in my head i found myself in the underworld i'don't know what the score is i found myself in the underworld what can i do can i do boredom sets in easily if you've got nothing to do i can't listen to anyone least of all is you you start to fight start to scream lose your sense of control is it a real or is it a dream i, i just don't know i just don't know ignorance ain't hard to find if you know where to look a lot of mouth from boring prat and a nose stuck in a book

Hear that cry throughout the streets, we know just what it means And even to the ignorant, it ‘aignt what it seems Through every city backstreets, the kids from all around They all come to join the fun, cause they know the sound They all try to ignore us, but we wont let 'em win The wankers try to put us down, but we will smash them in Cause we all say, that they're full of shit And we're running down the backstreets Oi! Oi! Oi! And we're running unafraid Oi! Oi! Oi! Cause we all know that's the sound of the streets And we're running down the backstreets Oi! Oi! Oi! Got our martins on our feet Oi! Oi! Oi! And you're all running down the backstreets with me The kids they come from everywhere, the east end’s all around Cause they all know what it means, when they hear the sound You know what to do, when you hear the call Put your boots and earrings on, and kick down that fucking wall You can listen to politicians, they'll lead you astray You're gonna see the light and your gonna see the way And we all know that there's nothing like us And we're running down the backstreets Oi! Oi! Oi! And we're never giving in Oi! Oi! Oi! Cause we all know that we're gonna fucking win And we're running down the backstreets Oi! Oi! Oi! And we're here to stay Oi! Oi! Oi! And we all know that the firm are on they're way They all try to ignore us, but we wont let 'em win The wankers try to put us down, but we will smash them in Cause we all say, that they're full of shit And we're running down the backstreets Oi! Oi! Oi! And we're running unafraid Oi! Oi! Oi! Cause we all know that that's the sound of the streets And we're running down the backstreets Oi! Oi! Oi! Got our martins on our feet Oi! Oi! Oi! And you're all running down the backstreet with me, With me.

Submitted by Cyberwaste — Apr 26, 2025

how can you tell if you've never been hit before company executives thread you into the floor well i ain't taking it i'don't care what you say there's an open world out there i've got to get away this is, the hate of the city this is, the hate of the city i don't want your pity i'm trapped by the hate of the city mindless thousands are wearing three piece suits while i get done for wearing steel capped boots so work work you office jerk i know you're just like me the only difference is you don't care and i just wanna be me and i'm wondering,if you're alright jack i just want the chance, to put you on your back this is, the hate of the city this is, your world this is, the place you live in this is, the hate of the city one- now listen to me two- and listen well three- i'm not useless four- because i can't spell five- you can take us or leave us six - it's up to you seven- it's no skin off my back eight- so bollocks to you

Submitted by BloodShrine — Apr 26, 2025

we cause anarchy wherever we go cos our road manager's got b. o . with the boys on tour from scotland down to cornwall we done the lot we took them all with the boys on tour naughty things in the dressing room 69 with guitars in tune we're all thugs, let it pass toothpaste coming up your arse penfold golf ball on his cheek big fat toad the ugly freak with the boys on tour crusty pants in the changing room out the coaches it was a mass moon with the boys on tour batteries and blow jobs here three's up mother brown appear wolfie was caught having a laugh and prank and we got rid of luggsy and crank we got rid of his soapy neck mick got sussed with some old dog wonder what he was doing in the bog with the boys on tour vince had battles on his face cos he's acne is a big disgrace with the boys on tour sitting with my pint of draught we all had such a laugh glen dixon, barry bowers i'm not smelly stevens bettis had a plate of jelly with the boys on tour

Submitted by Warbringer — Apr 26, 2025

People say I'm crazy But I love what I do I don't care who I maim or hurt As long as I see it through Hear the sound of the guns Fire at someone Listen to them run from me Just an urban guerilla Looking for some fun And I'm gonna kill someone Walking through the jungle In my army greens I'm looking for enemy Some folk call it anarchy I just call it fun Don't give a fuck about the law I wanna kill someone

Submitted by MetalElf — Apr 26, 2025

Ain't got no regard for the latest fad A worm out leathers all he's ever had Filthy ol' headband around his head Says "man' I'm into Motorhead He don't give a shit about you and me He's in love with a 750 cc Don't give a fuck about progression We've still gotta learn our lesson He's the rocker Everywhere he goes people Turn their nose They look at his hair look at his clothes He don't give a shit he's used to it And he don't give a fuck about me and you He doesn't believe in god above Says he's into peace and love Ask him no questions he'll tell you no lies That's why a rocker never dies He's the rocker

Submitted by NecroGod — Apr 26, 2025

It is the greatest Cockney rip-off (It was the greatest Cockney rip-off) It is the greatest Cockney rip-off (It was the greatest Cockney rip-off) I'd like to thank my mum and dad They gave me the best time that I ever had And my mates didn't believe me when I was at school But I had the last laugh, I ain't no fool It is the greatest Cockney rip-off (It was the greatest Cockney rip-off) It is the greatest Cockney rip-off (It was the greatest Cockney rip-off) Why'd I pay six pence on the bus? We drive around with the company's trust Gary with a note When he ain't Greatest Cockney rip-off (It was the greatest Cockney rip-off) It is the greatest Cockney rip-off (It was the greatest Cockney rip-off) Here we go now Maybe it's because I'm a Londoner That I love London town It is the greatest Cockney rip-off (It was the greatest Cockney rip-off) And it's the greatest Cockney rip-off (It was the greatest Cockney rip-off) And it's the greatest, the greatest Cockney rip-off (It was the greatest Cockney rip-off) And it's the greatest, the greatest Cockney rip-off (It was the greatest Cockney rip-off) Goodbye old wanker Thank you, EMI

Submitted by NecroGod — Feb 08, 2026

now i'm sitting thinking i've seen this place before in fact i've seen it so much it's getting quite a bore just another night out for just another laugh it seems that all the time we cross the ol'bills path cos i don't wanna be sitting in a cell with you i don't wanna cos it's something i don't wanna do i don't wanna be sitting in a cell with you i don't wanna cos it's something i don't wanna do so go and screw cos some cunt get mouthy and i put him on his back and now i've got to pay the price a night without a sack they say that this justice and that is just a farce and if this is british justice they can stick it up their arse

Submitted by Immortal — Apr 26, 2025

alright, i know it's sad soppy music but i ain't taking the piss just wanna say the truth cos that's how this song is cos there's too many people thinking they're just like us and if you wanna know the truth they're full of puss hey little rich boy what do you wanna do wanna be a rebel in your new bondage suit got a license to scream anarchy it's all over now your daddy he could buy you anything you want but the fact that matters most is that he can't he can't buy our way of living it's all over now now i know what you wanna be you're crying inside to be some one like me the truth hurts more than anything that is why those words that you sing now i'm standing on the water front i wanna know who's the biggest cunt cos on the waterfronts where you wanna be it's all over now you wanna plat at being rebels but you know you ain't on that level and if you could change for just a day you would't wanna stay that way you wouldn't want to stay that way you'd soon run back to what you was and that can only be because a little public scoolboy sing about the waterfront you don't know what it means you poor misguided cunt but it ain't really the place to go listen to the ones the ones who really know yeah i mean the dockers sons the forgotten ones you know i know that you wanna be like me you hate being in your middle class tree cos on the waterfronts where you want to be where you wanna be

Submitted by johnmansley — Apr 26, 2025

So they say that we're on the way out They say it's all just hype Just take a look of fear in their eyes Cause it's the in thing to abuse us Behind our backs of course They shroud the truth With their own brand of lies But we don't care what they say We will never be put away Cause we're all having the time of our lives Cause we're gonna do just anything We're gonna sing what we wanna sing and we'll wade through anything that you say We're all having too much fun We can't stop we've only just begun We're gonna carry on for another day Now you keep giving us verbal When we're not around When we're there you don't utter a sound You'd better stop it You ain't getting nowhere and it's too easy to smash You right into the ground Right into the ground

Submitted by Lake of Tears — Apr 26, 2025

i'm running down the road with a bottle in my hand don't know what i'm doing i think i'm going mad trying to tell myself that i'll be ok that's what i tell myself every single day i get gutted cos it seems that it always happens to me in the end i know i'll be ok it's a teenage fantasy it's alright, i can take it it's alright, i don't care it's alright, i ain't crying it's alright i thought there would be a change but i i was prove wrong the scum crawl from everywhere where does the scum belong but in the end i know i'll win i won't run away and hide i'll come back to face you all i won't swallow my pride

Submitted by Sexy Gargoyle — Apr 26, 2025

paulie was a rocker, a rocker till the end spent all his years rocking out southend tattoo's up his arms he'd die that way but he kept on rocking til that fateful day hey mug, look the other way hey mug, you've had your day dye your hair dayglo, go and look a prat didn't they tell you mod was back sid was a punk until his dying breath swore he'd be a punk until the only one left offered him a parka he changed his mind suffice to say he's not one of the kind hey mug, look the other way hey mug, you've had your day die your hair dayglo, go and look a prat didn't they tell you skins were back

Submitted by Grave666 — Apr 26, 2025

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