Slaughter & The Dogs - Where Have All The Boot Boys Gone lyrics

Wearing boots and short hair cuts We will kick you in the guts But no luck they've all grown up They drink tea in a cup Some get married and settle down Other's they leave for a foreign town Fighting gangs every night. We use sticks, hit them in the kite Where have all the boot boys gone Hammy, Jacko, Bugs and John Where have all the boot boys gone It looks like I'm the only one, the one Friday came we go to a dance hall Battering snobs we'd have a ball We don't know what we've done We go see United 'cos we're having fun We get released on fifty quid bail But I know I'll end up in jail I was a leader I was so proud I hung with a gang, what a crowd Now its been five years or more I'm a skin don't know what for I don't know what I am I don't see or give a damn I must stop this M.O.D. I must try, try and be me I must listen I must try. I must move, Move or die C'mon. Do ya wanna scrap? Get Ready then. Where have all the boot boys gone?