You don't like the clothes I wear
I'll shave my head or grow my hair
what makes you look over here
You call my music sonic poison
turn it down it's annoying
but it gives me pleasure to aggravate
Walking down the street a bottle
from a window someone laughing
find a weapon bash their skulls in
kill these fuckin' pricks!
Skins and bangers joining fight as one
those who persecute battle 'till they've won
to join their plastic army
I won't change for anyone
Keep fighting 'till I'm done
I 've gotta right to be myself
and you can go fuck yourself