Hooligans

Rancid

Compositor: Lars Frederiksen / Tim Armstrong

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 bootboys know one thing for sure
Scars been stricken on their face
Well all the hooligans and bootboys 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 bootboys know one thing for sure
Scars been stricken on their face
Well all the hooligans and bootboys 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 bootboys know one thing for sure
Scars been stricken on their face
Well all the hooligans and bootboys 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 for change without violence
These are the people whose voice I want to be

I said the hooligans!
Rancid
Bootboys!
Rancid
Hooligans!
Rancid
Bootboys!
Rancid

Well all the hooligans and bootboys know one thing for sure
Scars been stricken on their face
Well all the hooligans and bootboys know one thing for sure
(Ah, ah, ah)