| Hear that cry throughout the streets, we know just what it means
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| And even to the ignorant, it ‘aignt what it seems
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| Through every city backstreets, the kids from all around
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| They all come to join the fun, cause they know the sound
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| They all try to ignore us, but we won’t let 'em win
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| The wankers try to put us down, but we will smash them in
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| Cause we all say, that they’re full of shit
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| And we’re running down the backstreets
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| Oi! | 
| Oi! | 
| Oi!
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| And we’re running unafraid
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| Oi! | 
| Oi! | 
| Oi!
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| Cause we all know that’s the sound of the streets
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| And we’re running down the backstreets
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| Oi! | 
| Oi! | 
| Oi!
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| Got our martins on our feet
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| Oi! | 
| Oi! | 
| Oi!
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| And you’re all running down the backstreets with me
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| The kids they come from everywhere, the east end’s all around
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| Cause they all know what it means, when they hear the sound
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| You know what to do, when you hear the call
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| Put on your boots and Harrington, and kick down that fucking wall
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| You can listen to politicians, they’ll lead you astray
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| You’re gonna see the light and your gonna see the way
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| And we all know that there’s nothing like us
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| And we’re running down the backstreets
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| Oi! | 
| Oi! | 
| Oi!
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| And we’re never giving in
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| Oi! | 
| Oi! | 
| Oi!
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| Cause we all know that we’re gonna fucking win
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| And we’re running down the backstreets
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| Oi! | 
| Oi! | 
| Oi!
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| And we’re here to stay
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| Oi! | 
| Oi! | 
| Oi!
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| And we all know that the firm are on they’re way
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| They all try to ignore us, but we won’t let 'em win
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| The wankers try to put us down, but we will smash them in
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| Cause we all say, that they’re full of shit
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| And we’re running down the backstreets
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| Oi! | 
| Oi! | 
| Oi!
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| And we’re running unafraid
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| Oi! | 
| Oi! | 
| Oi!
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| Cause we all know that that’s the sound of the streets
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| And we’re running down the backstreets
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| Oi! | 
| Oi! | 
| Oi!
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| Got our martins on our feet
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| Oi! | 
| Oi! | 
| Oi!
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| And you’re all running down the backstreet with me
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| With me |