Letra de Westham United

Now I'm finally full of options
Way stronger and dismal
We found him dancin' on the East End
I miss him too 'cause he smiled on a hooligan
Trash will travel down
Smash 'g-g-g-gainst the b-b-bodies man
This is the game
Where the hand is our friend
We all look the same
Running around
On the skin of our heads
With jackets and pins
Now I'm finally full of options
So stronger and dismal
I found a sow and ripped its head off
I'd like to spin around a rock just to fuck off
Trash will travel down
Smash 'g-g-g-gainst the b-b-bodies man
This is the game
Where the hand is our friend
We all look the same
Swear up and down
By the skin of our heads
With jackets and pins
Get soft to the front
Get soft to the front
Get soft to the front
Get soft to the front
Who's laughing now when you're picking teeth up off the ground?
Sorry about the cow but we were younger
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All the punks around me getting older
And all the Docs are gone, I guess he sold them
Every punk I know is hanging on still
And all the hair is growing out slower