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