Damned Streets

We’re born in a small town Four chords have created our sound We shared the joy we shared the pain Still here like yesterday I found myself in these streets All i need is my soul All i need are just few things Love, hate and fucking Oi We live for this sound Not for fame Not for money It’s just our way of life Same old story Full of hopes, full of dreams We want it to come true We’ll fight for a better future This is the sound From these damned streets Nothing can kill The passion and the pride Be true for life Be skinhead for life Tell to your heart That you are free No room for compromises I decide what is right or wrong Breaking rules Guilty and proud This is the sound From these damned streets Nothing can kill The passion and the pride This is the story The story of my gang We are the same We will keep the faith This is the sound From these damned streets Nothing can kill The passion and the pride This is the story The story of my gang We are the same We will keep the faith