Born to fight, born to win
We were all born to be skin.
Born with martin's on our feet
Facing truth there's no retreat
People fear us, think we're strange
Boots and braces we wont change
We will never be second best
You know us we're the oppressed
We are skinheads, we are proud
Playing music for the crowd
Music for the working class
Stick your disco up your arse
