You cropped off all your hair and bought a pair of boots sportin flash and fashion before you learned the roots flaunting sketchy politics just trying
to follow all the rules dress and act like a fool talk about the same old shit but i ain't want a part of it broken down and 86'd ain't progress
Out on the streets and ragin tonight full blast adrenaline and ready to fight everywhere we go the record fuckin skip low life bastards and we don'
Brickwalls, rowhouses, and alleyways subculture life every night and day urban youth, breakin rules and breakin laws hangin out and gettin loud just
Boiling point fury cut throat fuckin rage breakin down and buggin out total brutality breakin every rule with total vulgarity all out chaos totally
Constant threat living in a state of fear traget us just for fucking living here terror threats, dirty bombs, we're at code red washington's on high
Pickin no sides and walkin the fence talkin your shit with no consequence you ratted out your boys, you got no heart never had a backbone right from
Forgot about success just tryin to get by sended up in debt til the day you die lawyers, cops, pliticians and people in charge screw the working class
Fistfights and broken glass taking risks and living fast chokin from a spray of mace surprise attack cleared out the place (chorus) blood red violence
At a dive and startin shit grabbin shirts and swingin fists stayed out til last call again just a bunch of hooligans (chorus) on the streets tonight
Clear a path when we come through fuck up and it's on you don't care what the fuck you're for we're gonna rip off the door (chorus) terror boys on
They promised you a future but all you got was trapped they profit off your miseries they fuck you, they fuck me life chews you up and spits you
Razorblades turning in my head dive into a bottle cuz the walls are turning red trapped in a hell, i got nothing inside scowling at the world thorugh
Got blood in our eyes the packs out tonight we're the boys drunk on violence tonight gonna beat em down, fuck em up kicked in the head too much violence
I've heard it all before here we go again all your fucking shit-talk the stories never end talkin about fights at shows tell me something i don't
You're a shot in the pan down for the week smells like a trend and ya fucking reek next scene tomorrow you got a back up plan don't matter to me
of it paranoid, i can't think straight fucked up head that's full of hate (chorus) 86 mentality this world ain't got no place for me 86 mentality
Roaming the streets at night embrace the urban blight hate on everything in sight -Degenerate! Booze, sex, and broken necks knuckles, boots and down
