Come fuck my generation and you'll see what you get.
You'll remember all my words with a gun to your head.
Take our future, take it off - teach us how to hate.
But you should remember: we will be your fate!
Refr.:
This is the sound of the cursed generation - this is the sound of the street.
We must stick together for our skinhead nation - a nation no one can defeat.
You see the youth going down the drain, but I don't see you care.
Ignore the signs of time and your children will become your worst nightmare.
Punish us for crimes you cause, don't ask the reason why!
Put your fingers in your ears when your children cry.
Your politics is not for us, not for me but just for you.
The same old shit just in new colors - promises won't come true!
But we don't need your society - we don't need your rules!
We stick together in our skinhead nation - we'll never be your fools!