The Oppressed - Urban Soldiers Lyrics

Urban Soldiers back out on the street,
Kids in braces with their hair cut near,
you don't know 'em but you know their name,
Bootboys, suedeheads, they're all the same,

Urban Soldiers on the street,
Urban Soldiers kids you meet,
Urban Soldiers they won't run,
Urban Soldiers from no one,
Cause they're Skinheads

Up the town for a drink on a Friday night,
they'll be ready if you start a fight,
they're the new breed and they'll get stuck in,
Urban soldiers, they're gonna win