Yeah!

Here's the new face of rock-n'-roll!

It's about fightin' toe to toe...

Hard times come

Yeah the hard times go

When I say, come on, come on



Well all the hooligans and rudeboys know one thing for sure

Scars been stricken on their face

Well all the hooligans and rudeboys know one thing for sure

Scars been stricken on their face.



One man's decision

Brings anothers opposition

Completely unbound

Down on the flats

Where the seaside meets

My lonely young town

Well all the rudies and skins

Well they're out on the streets

Making the way on the grill

Between the bottles and sex

They smash and they wreck

For something to live



Well all the hooligans and rudeboys know one thing for sure

Scars been stricken on their face

Well all the hooligans and rudeboys know one thing for sure

Scars been stricken on their face



Sometimes you know there's no place to go

But to a long life of crime

Yeah but its so wrong to steal

Someone's very last meal

To profit up a dime

Your poe poes and greys

Well they end up in jail

Gonna swing the cowboys

Well you took a bite

Outta the apple of decision

That got ya there boy



Well all the hooligans and rudeboys know one thing for sure

Scars been stricken on their face

Well all the hooligans and rudeboys know one thing for sure

Scars been stricken on their face



Hooligans and rudeboys

I don't want no racial hatred



"Black and white, who are portrayed without bias.

These are the people whose voice I want to be..."



I said the hooligans!

Rancid

Rudeboys!

Rancid

Hooligans!

Rancid

Rudeboys!

Rancid.



Well all the hooligans and rudeboys know one thing for sure

Scars been stricken on their face.

Well all the hooligans and rudeboys know one thing for sure

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