Testo Poor & Proud

Do you see the Skins, running down the Street Violence in their mind, Boots on their feet Running down the Streets with Punks unite never again, Friends will fight The Political Time, has early gone no politician says what right or wrong we smash the Discos all over the Town we are friends, and we never walk alone REF. My Boots, my Friends, i Believe in I´m Poor, I´m Proud, I´m a Skin Skinheads wear Boots, Jeans and Braces and we don´t care about human races we remember the Ideas of ´69 We are Skins, standing, in a line REF.