Boots & Braces

 Skrewdriver – Boots & Braces / Voice of Britain

 

 

1. Back With a Bang
2. I don´t Like You
3. Built Up Knocked Down (1979)
4. A Case of Pride
5. Breakout
6. Tearing Down the Wall
7. Boots & Braces
8. Antisocial (1982)
9. White Power
10. Smash the I.R.A.
11. Shove the Dove
12. Sick Society
13. Voice of Britain
14. On the Streets
15. Invasion

 

1. Back With a Bang

 

Back with a bang now!

Do you remember in summer back in 1978? When they reckoned that the skinheads’ days were numbered and the papers dripped with liquid hate. Being patriotic’s not the fashion so they say. To fly your country’s flag’s a crime. Society tried its best to kill you-But the spirit lives until the end of time.

 Back with a bang, now. Back with the gang, now. Back with a bang, now. Back with gang, now. 2 – 3 – 4.

 Reckoned every skinhead was a bad man-Enough to make an honest man be sick and they filled the papers with this rubbish every day-Never missed a dirty little trick, what did I say…

 Back with a bang, now. Back with the gang, now. Back with a bang, now. Back with gang, now. 2 – 3 – 4.

 And still today they keep on lying-Four years on and they still ain’t learned that the skinhead way of life is getting stronger every day and we are never gonna turn.

 Back with a bang, now. Back with the gang, now. Back with a bang, now. Back with gang, now. 2 – 3 – 4.

 

2. I Don’t Like You

 

1 – 2 – 3 – 4 – I don’t like you.

 Get out on the job in the morning. Time is draggin’ by real slow. Thinking thoughts of violence. Boss is keepin’ me on the go. Sick of that routine work now, sorting’s drivin’ me insane when I’m done doin’ one thing. Boss says do it again. And I said…

 I don’t like you. I don’t like you. I don’t like you anymore. 1 – 2 – 3 – 4 – 5 – 6 – 7 – 8.

 It’s time to get off work now, kick the boss right in the head. All the people givin’ me orders, tryin’ to make me see red. I’m prayin’ to break out free now. Playin’ in a rock’n’roll band. Playin’ that rock’n’roll music, probably gonna get us banned.

 I don’t like you. I don’t like you. I don’t like you anymore. 1 – 2 – 3 – 4 – 5 – 6 – 7 – 8.

 

3. Built Up, Knocked Down

 

The summer was coming, I was out in the fields. Well then I heard a guitar playing, loud and clear. I saw an old man, he sat by a tree. He said “Come and listen to me son now, come and listen to me.” He said “Hey boy, what does life mean to you? Well alright,” “Does it mean got out, get drunk, and drown your blues?” He said “If that’s, what it means to you, well alright”. He said “Well that’s a wasted life and I got nothing more to say to you.”

I quit my job and baby, I went out, and I bought my first guitar. Then I started to learn a thing, ’stead of propping up some bar, what happened? Sent a tape, got our contract, made us all so glad. Then you started messing ’round with us, now life’s just bad.

 Are you trying to mess us up now, trying to make us quit? If that’s what your trying to do, well, you ain’t achieving it.

 I say, Built up, knocked down, knocked down to the ground. Built up, knocked down, knocked down to the ground. Built up, knocked down, knocked down to the ground. Built up, knocked down, knocked down to the ground.

 

4. A Case of Pride

 

You’re wondering how you’ll make it through the Day. Pack your bag and then you’ll get up on your way.

 Once you had the money baby, and you didn’t have to steal. You’re a case of pride and I know just how you feel.

 You can’t go home ‘cause they’ll see that you have failed. Can’t afford much food and you’re looking pale.

 Once you had the money baby, and you didn’t have to steal-You’re a case of pride and I know just how you feel.

 Once you had so many true ambitions in your head. Now you sleep in a railway arch but you can’t afford no bed. Once they told you about the things that they’d achieved. Made you feel so useless that you had to leave

 Once you had the money baby, and you didn’t have to steal-You’re a case of pride and I know just how you feel.

 

5. Breakout

 

Well I left the rain city for the smokey south, No money in my pocket and my heart in my mouth

Train wheels rolling down the big old track, A lump in my throat and I dont look back now

 They said you wouldnt do it, But I had to prove it, yea

 Said you couldnt breakout, Not before breakdown

 Iam feeling paranoid, about the hole in my shoe

 Wandering around, Asking the bag lady for a light

 Not spoken to my baby for a long long time

 God Ive had enough, Im dying of cold

 Gotta speak up cos Im all on my own

 She said you wouldnt do it

 She said go on and prove it, yea

 Said you couldnt breakout

 Not before breakdown, baby

 They said you wouldnt do it, But I had to prove it, yea

 Said you couldnt make out, Not before breakdown

 

 

 

6. Tearing Down The Wall

 

It’s been a long wait now, 1945. Lot of people’ve paid for it with their lives. Those people have risked it, to unite their blood to tear it down, if only they could.

Tearing down the wall. Got to see it fall.

Strength of Europe’s people, gave Reds their fight. Now Europe starts to hear, its people’s cries. The Allies are playing with European blood. It seems like a game of chess, from where I’m stood.

 Tearing down the wall. Got to see it fall. We’re tearing, yeah tearing, tearing down the wall. Got to, got to, we’ve got to see it fall. We’re tearing, we’re tearing, tearing down the wall. We’ve got to, we’ve got to, we’ve got to see it fall.

 It’s been there for too long, try to tear it down. Lots of Marxist strongholds all around. European people, should reign in peace. Not be controlled by the terror from the East.

Tearing down the wall. Got to see it fall. We’re tearing, yeah tearing, tearing down the wall. Got to, got to, we’ve got to see it fall.

 

7. Boots and Braces

 

Trying to figure out just what to do. Wonder what the future holds for you. Being in a cult is part of growing up today. Drifting ’round the streets you’re living your life your own way, in your…

 Boots and braces, shaven-headed hordes. Boots and braces, fighting ‘cos you’re bored. Boots and braces, you’ll always get the blame. Boots and braces, we’ll come in just the same.

Wearing your Ben Sherman in the sun. Trying to figure out just who to run. Levi jeans, Doc Marten boots, and just hear the skinhead roar – Skinhead! No one stands against us, ‘cause we’ve beat ‘em all before.

 Boots and braces, shaven-headed hordes. Boots and braces, fighting ‘cos you’re bored. Boots and braces, you’ll always get the blame. Boots and braces, we’ll come in just the same.

 Try and get you banned from everywhere-Cos you wear your boots and you cut your hair. They would rather see you in a dirty old Afghan. If you were a Left-wing hippie, you won’t face no ban.

 Boots and braces, shaven-headed hoards. Boots and braces, fighting ‘cos you’re bored. Boots and braces, you’ll always get the blame. Boots and braces, we’ll come in just the same.

 

8. Antisocial

 

I don’t like papers and reading books. Gettin’ bored now, thinkin’ it sucks. I don’t wanna listen to another word. I’m so bleedin’ bored.

 I’m anti-social. An-ti-so-cial. An-ti-so-cial. I hate the world.

 I don’t wanna go to work another day. I wanna be somebody. I don’t wanna wear no dinner suit. I don’t wanna family.

 I’m anti-social. An-ti-so-cial. An-ti-so-cial. I hate the world.

 I ain’t gonna be no rich man’s tool. I ain’t gonna cut my hair. Gonna wear boots and a short-haired crop. Watch the train so there!

 I’m anti-social. An-ti-so-cial. An-ti-so-cial. I hate the world.

 Walking ’round the streets and wondering what to do- I ain’t got no money or a set of wheels. It’s such a drag. Lookin’ at the posers and their flashy cars. I’m just walkin’ round…That’s why I don’t want no kids. I ain’t gonna settle down.

 I’m anti-social. An-ti-so-cial. An-ti-so-cial. I hate the world.

 

9. White Power

 

White power 1 – 2 – 3 – 4. I stand watch my country, going down the drain. We are all at fault, we are all to blame. We’re letting them takeover, we just let ‘em come. Once we had an Empire, and now we’ve got a slum.

White Power-For England. White Power-Today. White Power-For Britain. Before it gets too late.

Well we’ve seen a lot of riots, we just sit and scoff. We’ve seen a lot of muggings, and the judges let ‘em off.

 White Power-For England. White Power-Today. White Power-For Britain. Before it gets too late.

 Well we’ve gotta do something, to try and stop the rot and the traitors that have abused us, they should all be shot.

 White Power-For England. White Power-Today. White Power-For Britain. Before it gets too late.

 Are we gonna sit and let them come? Have they got the White man on the run? Multi-racial society is a mess. We ain’t gonna take much more of this. What do we need?

 White Power-For England. White Power-Today. White Power-For Britain. Before it gets too late.

 Well if we don’t win our battle, and all does not go well. It’s apocalypse for Britain, and we’ll see you all in hell.

 White Power-For England. White Power-Today. White Power-For Britain. Before it gets too late.White Power-For England. White Power-Today. White Power-For Britain. Before it gets too late. White power!

 

10. Smash the I.R.A.

 

On the streets of Ulster, the battle rages on-British people fighting for their land. Fought in two world wars for us, fought and died for Britain. Gotta help them, support the Red Hand.

 Smash. Smash. The IRA. Smash. Smash. The IRA. Smash. Smash. The IRA. Remember the victims of their bombs.

 Gotta change our policies and hang the I.R.A..Let the Army deal with them their way. Corrupt politicians and sniveling left.wing scum are quite content to let them get away. Come on Ulster.

 Smash. Smash. The IRA. Smash. Smash. The IRA. Smash. Smash. The IRA. Remember the victims of their bombs.

Smash. Smash. The IRA. Smash. Smash. The IRA. Smash. Smash. The IRA. Remember the victims of their bombs.

 I.R.A. supporters are marching on our streets. Are we gonna let them spread their lies? Are we gonna let them march or are we gonna smash them? Laughing while the British people die. Come on Ulster.

 Smash. Smash. The IRA. Smash. Smash. The IRA. Smash. Smash. The IRA. Remember the victims of their bombs.

Smash. Smash. The IRA. Smash. Smash. The IRA. Smash. Smash. The IRA. Remember the victims of their bombs.

 

11. Shove the Dove

 

Don’t wanna talk about the dove of peace. It’s just another butcher with a blue eyed peace. Congratulate itself while the people die. Just to win one election dosen’t fly.

You can talk about a thing called love, while the bombs rain down from above. You can talk about a thing called love and you can shove your fucking dove. Up your ass.

 Where was the dove flying in Belize? Where was the dove when the cannon shoots? Lots of poor people are sick in the end. Where was the dove fighting round the bend?

 You can talk about a thing called love, while the bombs rain down from above. You can talk about a thing called love and you can shove your fucking dove. Up your ass.

 You can talk about a thing called love, while the bombs rain down from above. You can talk about a thing called love and you can shove your fucking dove. Up your ass.

 Where was the dove in the Falkland Islands? Where was the dove fighting in Northern Ireland? Where was the dove in Afghanistan when the Russian bastards gave everyone there hand?

 You can talk about a thing called love,while the bombs rain down from above. You can talk about a thing called love and you can shove your fucking dove. Up your ass.

 You can talk about a thing called love,while the bombs rain down from above. You can talk about a thing called love and you can shove your fucking dove. Up your ass.

 

12. Sick Society

 

You risked your life for this country when you were young. Never questioned orders that they gave cos the love of the Red White and Blue was in your heart. And I never thought I’d ever see the day, when I’d hear you say…

 Now look at a sick society, look back in time. Now look at a sick society, who commits the crime?

 You did your time for King & Country overseas. Spent years to keep this nation free. Now you’re not allowed to walk the British streets today and you’re fighting against a foe you cannot see, and I hear you say…

 Now look at a sick society, look back in time. Now look at a sick society, who commits the crime?

When you wanna march in a democratic fashion through the streets of the country that you love…Then you’re struck down by a mob of screaming monkeys raining with bricks from above, and I hear you say…

 Now look at a sick society, look back in time. Now look at a sick society, who commits the crime?

 We remember the things that you have done. Against all odds you would not run. We remember the life you gladly gave. Put an English Rose upon your grave.

 Now look at a sick society, look back in time. Now look at a sick society, who commits the crime?

Now you have died, whilst fighting for your country. Fighting against an enemy that’s within. Now I’ll make a promise to your memory, Albert Mariner. We’ll keep on fighting, until we win. Yeah, we’ll never forget you…

Now look at a sick society, look back in time. Now look at a sick society, who commits the crime?

And what happened to the inquiry?

 

13. Voice of Britain

 

Walking ’round streets, hand in hand with fear. No one can tell what is ’round the bend. Don’t side with the other side, ‘cos if you do we’ll find you. Wanna know exactly if you classify as friends.

Cause this is the voice (the voice., the voice (the voice. of Britain and you better believe it. The voice (the voice., the voice (the voice. of Britain. Come on and fly the flag now.

 It’s a time when our old people cannot walk the streets alone. Fought for this nation is this all they get back? Risked their lives for Britain, but now Britain belongs to aliens. ‘Bout time that the British went and took their Britain back.

Cause this is the voice (the voice., the voice (the voice. of Britain and you better believe it. The voice (the voice., the voice (the voice. of Britain. Come on and fly the flag now.

 Now we’ll have a go at the TV and the papers and all the media Zionists that like to keep us quiet. Trying to bleed our country, they’re the leeches of the nation. We won’t give up quickly, we’re going to stand and fight.

 Cause this is the voice (the voice., the voice (the voice. of Britain and you better believe it. The voice (the voice., the voice (the voice. of Britain. Come on and fly the flag now.

 Come on Britain awake now!

 

14. On The Streets

 

Walking down the subway, at the weekend after a good night out on the town. There’s gangs over here, gangs over there, well there’s gangs everywhere. You’d better watch out now, if your on your own. It’s the day of the boys dressed in blue. You’d better watch out if one of them looks at you.

 On the streets, of our towns. On the streets, all around. On the streets, everywhere. On the streets, it makes you scared.

 Standing in a concert, having a good time. Paid your money out to see the show. In come the cops, looking for trouble ‘cos your white men. Would you believe that this was Britain ‘84 Oh no. It’s the day of the boys dressed in blue.

You’d better watch out if one of them looks at you.

 On the streets, of our towns. On the streets, all around. On the streets, everywhere. On the streets, it makes you scared.

 You never see politicians out there standing on the streets. They don’t care if your kids are fed or got shoes upon their feet. They don’t care what’s happening, they don’t see what’s going on. If they did, they’d all be screaming “What the hell is going on?.”

 On the streets, of our towns. On the streets, all around. On the streets, everywhere. On the streets, it makes you scared.

 People seem to think if it’s in The Sun they’ve got to believe it. Try to tar everybody with the same brush. Birds of a feather don’t always flock together these days. So don’t get carried away by the sight of us.

 On the streets, of our towns. On the streets, all around. On the streets, everywhere. On the streets, it makes you scared.

 

15. Invasion

 

They came across the border in the middle of the night. It was much much worse in the cold daylight. There’s hundreds of tanks and thousands of men and helicopters buzzing right above your head.

 Oh no, it’s an invasion, invasion. Oh no, it’s an invasion, invasion.

 They’re moving out of cities, they’re moving out of towns. If you’re caught resisting you’re quickly mown down. Everybody’s running, but they don’t know where. So long as they escape, well they just don’t care.

 Oh no, it’s an invasion, invasion. Oh no, it’s an invasion, invasion.

 Well you can’t understand, why they murder your land, but you can’t fight a tank with a stick. And you want to fight back, but the future is black and the killing is making you sick. The tanks pass by, in a never ending line. Not a man or a woman is spared and then you wonder why, no help does arrive. The world doesn’t seem to care.

You’ve formed a small resistance, you’ve got a few guns. You plan a small ambush, but you end up on the run. You’re running through the foothills, but you’ll never make your cave. You’re just another rebel in an unmarked grave.

 Oh no, it’s an invasion, invasion. Oh no, it’s an invasion, invasion.

 

16. When the Boat Comes In

 

Take no shit from anyone ‘cos

Great Britain rules

We will fight the communists, ‘cos communists are fools

Try to take our nation, and give it to the blacks

We won’t take it anymore, we’re gonna take our nation back and we say..

 Nigger, nigger, get on that boat

Nigger, nigger, row

Nigger, nigger, get out of here

Nigger, nigger, go, go, go…

 They riot on the British streets,

they’re burning down our land

But the fools in government put money in their hands

Give them money, give them jobs, ignore the British Whites

We won’t stand and watch our land be taken without a fight, we say

 Nigger, nigger, get on that boat

Nigger, nigger, row

Nigger, nigger, get out of here

Nigger, nigger, go, go, go…

 Nigger, nigger, out, out!

Nigger, nigger, out, out!

Nigger, nigger, out, out!

 We’ve got to love this land of

ours, and fight to keep it white

Never about to give it up, ‘cos we know we’re in the right

And if they try to take it we will fight them to the death

And in the end, the White man wins, ‘cos there won’t be no rest