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Urban Riot

- copyright URBAN RIOT (Joe N. / Sam B. / Chris A. / Matt J.)

* Lyrics by Matt & Frank M. (UBB,Step2Far,TikiBoys), Music by Urban Riot

There's no peace upon the streets,
and there's blood on my feet.
In my heart, my pride, and my beat,
It's an Urban Riot on the street.

Urban Riot! Urban Riot! Urban Riot!
NO DEFEAT!
Urban Riot! Urban Riot! Urban Riot!

The time has come to defend,
The rights of you and your friends.
Fuck the marches, Fuck the peace!
It's an Urban Riot on the streets.
-chorus-

Freedom or Death is my code
We are the young, we are the bold!
'Till the end we will stand'
Out of your clutches - Out of your hands.

-chorus-
 
The time has come to defend,
the rights of you and your friends.
Fuck the marches, Fuck the peace!
It's an Urban Riot  on the streets!
 
FIGHT! (x7)

Fuck You

- copyright URBAN RIOT (Sam B. / Chris A. / Joe N. / Matt J.)

* Lyrics by Matt & Music by Urban Riot

You talk about white purity .
I laugh at your insecurity!
You talk about the "Master Race"
It's time we put you in your place!

I don't care about '69.
I was born in 1973.
But skinhead roots wasn't about race.
It was about unity.

America- the land of the brave.
American through and through.
But this great land is a melting pot,
So what the fuck does that make you?

Fuck You! Mr. Right, listen to our song.
Fuck you! And your white power ways,
You are fucking wrong!

You're worried about the dieing of your race.
While I'm worried about paying my fucking bills.
You think your tough with your crew,
And with you I've had my fill.

-chorus-

It's about time you end your bullshit.
It's about time you opened your fuckin' eyes.
There's no difference in the color of skin.
'Cuz in the end we're all gonna die!

-chorus-

YOU ARE FUCKING WRONG!!
 

BloodClots

(UNRELEASED)

The ones without integrity, the ones without heart
A cancer on society, they're all blood clots
With false sincerity they act as your friend,
The same motherfucker to cut your throat in the end.

-chorus-

BLOODCLOTS!!!

They come in all sizes, but they're rats one and all
Wait for you to get built up, then set you up for a fall
No conceprt of loyalty, no concept of trust
You can see it in their beedy eyes, their greed is their lust

-chorus-

Take this as a warning, whatch who you call a friend
Its that same mother fucker that betrays you in the end
THEY'LL SELL YOU OUT FOR ALL YOU'VE GOT,
CAUSE WHAT YOU GOT IS WHAT THEY WANT!
Be careful who you trust, whatch who you call your freind
Its that same motherfucker that betrays you in the end.
 

A MILE IN OUR SHOES

I'm going nowhere fast, but whats the fucking piont?
I'll get there soon enough, not like i have a choice.

Don't tell me how to live, because my life is my own.
Its a fucked up world and I'll stand on my own.

Don't want to walk in your shoes, i've got shoes of my own.
Don't want to be who you were, this life is my own!

Persue an education, now whats the point in that?
Social interaction is what the fuck i lack.

To live my life like you, I'd rather go to hell
To live amongst all you, i'd rather burn in hell!

Don't tell us how to live,
'Till you've walked a mile in our shoes!
 

 

 

 LAST CALL

- copyright URBAN RIOT (Joe N. / Sam B. / Chris A. / Matt J.)

* Lyrics by Sam & Music by Urban Riot

Oxblood boots, with golden yellow laces

Bleached-out jeans, and 1/4 inch braces

Chorus :Now it's last call, what are you gonna do?

It's last call, so gather up your crew

And It's last call, drink up a brew and...

Drink Up! Drink Up! Drink Up! Drink Up! Drink Up! Drink Up!

Drink! Drink! Drink! Drink! (2X)

Steel-capped boots are upon our feet

Mess with us and you'll get fuckin' beat!

Repeat chorus (2X)

We are skins, we are proud and true

My skinhead mates are my eternal crew

Repeat chorus (2X)

- End -

 

ON THE STREETS

- copyright URBAN RIOT (Chris A. / Joe N. / Sam B. / Matt J.)

* Lyrics by Matt and Frank (U.B.B., Step2Far, TikiBoys) & Music by Urban Riot

On the streets with my beer

Standing on the corner + we feel no fear

We have our pride, we are true

We are skinheads, what about you?

Chorus :Been drinking all day

Waiting for aggro, gonna make you pay! (2X)

Roll into the bar, meet up with the crew

Been drinking all day, and we aint thru

You talk shit, I got my crew

Come on punk let's fuckin' move!

Repeat chorus (2X)

On the streets with my beer

I got my steel-capped boots + my shaven hair

You look at me, you think I'm cute?

Keep walking faggot or you'll get the boot!

- Solo

Don't judge us, we are true

We got our pride, what about you?

You fuck with us, we'll fuck with you

Let's go outside, now what're you gonna do?

Repeat chorus (2X)

Repeat verse 1

Repeat chorus (2X)

- End -

 

 

FACTORY SONG

- copyright URBAN RIOT (Chris A. / Joe N. / Sam B. / Matt J.)

* Lyrics by Sam & Music by Urban Riot

Working class, grave yard shift

When I get off, I'm gonna get rip

Second wind, I'm doing fine

It's 7:00am and I've done my time

Chorus :Been working all day

Bustin' arse for my pay

Been working all week

Sweatin' hard for my keep (2X)

Spent all day on my feet

I'm sweatin' bullets in this heat

Busted hand, grease on my face

I'm countin' down till I leave this place

Repeat chorus (2X)

Bridge : Skinhead .... Oi! (8X)

Years of work have taken their toll

Payin' bills is my main goal

Workin' hard just to get by

I'm blue collared till the day I die!

Repeat chorus (2X)

- End -

 

CLASS WAR

- copyright URBAN RIOT (Chris A. / Joe N. / Sam B. / Matt J.)

* Lyrics by Sam & Music by Urban Riot

There was a man back in '69

Had a wife and kid, was doin' fine

Worked real hard to make his pay

Bought a house with a yard for his son to play

Then one day in '84

Along came his boss, "You don't work here no more!"

"The budget .... inflation .... cut backs .... It's you or me"

So the man replied, "But what about opportunity?"

Chorus :There's gonna be a class war

The working man won't take it no more

There's gonna be a class war

Fight the rich! Feed the poor! (2X)

The man's son said, "Dad It's ok"

"I'll get a job and work hard, we got bills to pay"

He went to school and then to work

His proud father's savior from going berzerk

As the years went on the boy got hard

With work and school no time for the yard

He met some fellas who shared his pain

(They) Slapped his back, "It's not all in vein"

Repeat chorus (2X)

These new friends were skinheads

And they too did bear

The weight of the working man

And the/all burdens so unfair

Together they stood and fought the truth!

Against the rich and the crusted it was united youth!

- End -

 

SIGN OF THE TIMES

- copyright URBAN RIOT (Chris A. / Joe N. / Sam B. / Matt J.)

* Lyrics by Matt & Music by Urban Riot

I don't watch much T.V.

But I see whats in the news

The drugs, the thieves and murderers

A twisted politician's views

This MTV empire

That tells us what's cool at the time

Is selling to all the little kids

Who's father's beat them all the time

There's four little children

In a town of rundown mills

They just lost their mother

Dad's drowning in his bills

Athletes who are hooked on drugs

Are raping women in bed

And getting paid millions of dollars

While cutting off their wive's head

- End -

 

LOVE IT OR LEAVE IT

- copyright URBAN RIOT (Joe N. / Sam B. / Chris A. / Milo M.)

* Lyrics by SamRiot! & Music by Urban Riot

For my country I would go to war

And fight a million men

And if I had the choice

I would fight the fight again

She gives me shelter from the wars abroad

Within her borders I am safe

To live my life "the American Dream"

To be here is so great

Blue skies above, green fields belowWith beauty from shore to shore

This freedom I have is so dear to me

I could never ask for more

(Repeat Verses 2&1)

And if you dont like it....Get the fuck out!

You take advantage of this freedom we have

But you say the you can't stand it

I say "You fuckin' piece of shit"

Get out 'cuz I demand it!

You burn our flag and spit on the graves

Of the soldiers who died and burned

Now i'll stomp your head and spit in your face

Maybe someday you will learn

- End -

 

 40 SECONDS

- copyright URBAN RIOT (Sam B. / Chris A. / Joe N. / Matt J.)

* Lyrics Mat t & Sam & Music by Urban Riot

I've got a mohawk

I dont give a fuck

I've got spikes

'Cuz that's what I like

I've got a buzz

It's punk rock that I love

I've got a leather

My life can't get no better

And I'm never gonna get old and grey'Cuz I'm punk rock and I'm here to stay

Go to a Kray's show

Hang with all the punks I know

At a C.B.'s matinee

Drinkin' Olde E throughout the day

"Punk's Not Dead"

Thats what Exploited said

I'll have my punk rock pride

'Till the day I die..........

....PUNK!

- End -

 

 DIVIDED WE STAND

- copyright URBAN RIOT (Joe N. / Chris A. / Sam B. / Milo M.)

* Lyrics by Milo & Music by Urban Riot

Is that really what you're for?

The way you act says a little more

You stand so proud when there's blood on your hands

It takes more than bloodshed to be a man

Chorus :Divided we stand

United we fall

We trip over our own feet when we stand as one (2X)

Talks of unity it's all the same

Just means no one wants to get blamed

Stand on your own if you can

On two feet like a fucking man

Repeat chorus (2X)

Tired of hearing about unity

Tired of seeing hypocrisy

Division shows us where we stand

Unity is a fucking sham

- End -

 

NEVER QUIT

- copyright URBAN RIOT (Joe N. / Milo M. / Chris A. / Sam B.)

* Lyrics by SamRiot! & Music by Urban Riot

Been there thru this life of mine

Stood up to the test of time

Been there thru the thick of it

When times gets hard you never quit

Chorus :Friends have come and friends have gone

Picked me up every time I fall

Down and out you'll still be there

At my worst you still cared

Looked out like no one else

Cause when I look at you I look at myself

Told me when to fight

Taught me how to live this life

Tell you what my problem is

Cause you're my concience

You'll never quit

Repeat chorus (1X)

- End -

 

SHOW NO MERCY

- copyright URBAN RIOT (Milo M. / Joe N. / Chris A. / Sam B. )

* Lyrics by Milo & Music by Urban Riot

Call me up late at home just to harrass me and my folks

You think this is a fucking joke

Wait till I get my hands around your throat

Chorus:Show no mercy (4X)

Built yourself an army of scrubs

Watch it end in a pool of blood

Kids like you make me sick

Beat you down with bottles and bricks

Chorus::Show no mercy (4X)

Talking shit?

Now see what you get

Endangering others to save your scrawny neck

It'll catch up and you'll get wrecked

Don't you ever betray your friends

Repeat chorus (1X)

- End -

 

HOPE & GLORY

- copyright URBAN RIOT (Milo M. / Chris A. / Joe N. / Sam B.)

* Lyrics by Milo & Music by Urban Riot

On the war torn beaches of Normandy

You were left for dead

Our hope and glory

Another young soldier left to die

Poor kills poor so the rich may strive

Plunged into battle young and scared

Amongst bombs and bullets you must stay aware

In a foreign country saving innocent lives

But where's the hope and glory in those that die

- End -

 

A MILE IN OUR SHOES

- copyright URBAN RIOT (Chris A. / Sam B. / Joe N. / Milo M.)

* Lyrics by Milo & Music by Urban Riot

I'm going nowhere fast

But what's the fucking point

I'll get there soon enough

Not like I have a choice

Don't tell me how to live

Because my life is my own

It's a fucked up world I'll adapt on my own

Chorus: Don't want to walk in your shoes

I've got shoes of my own

Don't want to be who you were

This life is my own

Pursue an education

Now what's the point in that

Social interaction is what the fuck I lack

To live my life like you

I'd rather go to hell

To live amongst all you

I'd rather burn in hell

Don't tell us how to live till you've walked a mile in our shoes!

- End -

 

PROTECT & SERVE

- copyright URBAN RIOT (Milo M. / Sam B. / Chris A. / Joe N.)

* Lyrics by Milo & Music by Urban Riot

They say they're here to protect and serve

But they only tend to make things worse

Most people here seem to agree

Time to do something about the police

The judges tend to let them off

For outlining people in white chalk

Cops' only goal is power and greed

They are the criminals that run our streets

Chorus: Protect and serve is a load of shit

Instead of people we are all targets

Victims of a gang in blue

The police oppress me and you

Running rampant on our street

The police can do whatever they please

Tough guy with a gun and badge

Shows that power runs this land

Easily bought with drugs and cash

How long can this madness last

Authority gives me the creeps

It's time to pull them off the streets

Repeat chorus (1X)

They said they're keeping things in line

But Diallou was shot at 41 times

Pinnacle of their tyrrany

It's abuse of power can't you see?

Night after night it's justified

It's fucking murder I'm not blind

Genocide towards poverty

Only the rich are safe on our streets

Repeat Chorus (1X)

- End -

 

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