Текст песни
Out on the streets, hunting the night
You know you gotta chase that feeling
Keep going faster than the speed of light
Can't you feel your head is reeling
No use for the old guard
Too lame, too meek
No time for the old men
Too late, too soft, too weak
So turn that radio up to ten
'Cuz the boys wanna lose control
Pull up your braces and lace up your holes
And witness the power
Of skinhead rock & roll
Of skinhead rock & roll
Boys wanna drink and boys wanna fight
Start a ruckus at the station
Trouble bussing in from out of town
Tensions rising cross the nation
Sunset for the old ways
Set sail for the night
New dawn for the new boys
Feels so good and it feels so right
Turn that radio up to ten
'Cuz the boys wanna lose control
So whip out the charlie and light up your soul
And witness the power
Of skinhead rock & roll
Of skinhead rock & roll
Witness of power
Witness of lovely
Witness of beauty
Of skinhead rock & roll
Yeah, c'mon
Skinhead rock & roll
C'mon
You can feel it skinhead rock & roll
The power, the lovely, the beauty
The power of skinhead rock & roll
C'mon
Join me
Skinhead rock & roll
You can feel it
Skinhead rock & roll
Feel the power, feel the power of your soul
Skinhead rock & roll
Put on your boots, put on your braces
We down, we down in your soul