Urban Riot
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All songs by Urban Riot unless noted by *
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.
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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