Texty:
Cock Sparrer Shock Troops

Years of being told you ain't as good as us Join the line, sign your name And they all said that our country's going bust But no-one's fooling us again

[Chorus] Droogs dont run Droogs dont run If you're in any trouble You know we'll be right there [Chorus] We don't take no shit from no one We'll fight

We worked our way up from east end pubs To gigs and back stage passes Ex-boxing champs, West end clubs Americans in dark glasses Driving ten grand cars

We're coming back, we're coming back We're coming back to you We're never gonna go away again Hold on a little longer, try a little harder 'Til we're

I been working all day for me mate on the site Running around like a blue arsed fly I been working And I been working all day for me mate Every bleeding

Everybody's got a number tattooed on their soul And the time's gonna come boy, when your number's called Everybody gets a uniform and a hut to live in