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Shot Stabbed And Fooled Roger Miret & The Disasters You say you want a revolution Lace up your boots, Let's hit the streets You talk the talk--Oi! C'mon and walk the walk! Street Rock N Roll Roger Miret & The Disasters Prison bound goin' staight to hell Another fight jailed another night Been cheated, been fooled--mama won't you pray for me Fast times, fast girls, fast cars Moving on always on the gateway Lights on? Hooligans Roger Miret & The Disasters county jail I remember throwing punches, smashing bottles, breaking chairs Post bond today, on my way home, hell there's gotta be a better way Stitches on my knuckles, blood on my face Pre-chorusTo tell the Loud and Proud Roger Miret & The Disasters I wanna feel again I wanna shout - LOUD AND PROUD! I wanna bleed again I wanna fight - LOUD AND PROUD! Breaking glass in the burning nights No, it's not an illusion Figure it out, man! Can you shout! New York Belongs To Me Roger Miret & The Disasters Years of being told you ain't as good as us Join the line and sign your name And they said that our city's going bust But no-one's fooling us again ChorusNew York belongs to me A city's pride the dirty Give 'em The Boot Roger Miret & The Disasters Chaos on the streets What a price to pay for glory Loud, proud, and punk Just another East Side Story 1 to start the fight 3 to do it right Bottle to the head Boot between the eyes The story of my life Punch The Clock Roger Miret & The Disasters > City streets full of anger Broken bottles and gentrification You don't know were you fit any longer Opprotunities have faded away Making needs to stay alive A vague memory of right and wrong Time Janie Hawk Roger Miret & The Disasters There she goes walking down the streets, Janie never hurt nobody She's a punk rocker from Queens, a sex pistol, a real tease Janie jumped the R into the city, to meet the gals on Avenue B She walked in Look At Me Roger Miret & The Disasters > I'm on the verge of going insane, tired of fighting Seems to me I'm always in the blame Broken dreams and old battle scars, still haven't changed I fight the law you turn away, are you listening to New York City Roger Miret & The Disasters New York City, a city so great Her pride, her beauty so pure Her birth of my soul, so honest, so strong Her mecca - How I adore As a child I remember her dark alleyways Where we learned how to fight And The Boys Roger Miret & The Disasters > We're the boys of the bowery, the voice of the pissed-Hey! Rock'n'roll warriors stomping the streets Working class pride and loyalty Injustice! Lower East Side Roger Miret & The Disasters Fucking weakened to the media's blow Is this the truce we said we'd die for? It's Alright Roger Miret & The Disasters > I wanna kick some heads in I wanna running riot I'm feeling loud and proud Ready for a fight - LET'S GO! Radio, Radio Roger Miret & The Disasters > What's that playing on the radio? Smash It Up Roger Miret & The Disasters > Gonna smash bottles all over the street Gonna cause a threat on society! Yeah I can't wait to fuck it up Gonna run wild gonna smash it up! Boys Will Be Boys Roger Miret & The Disasters Shove your fuckin dove Evil is the bastard that's gonna spit in your face Boots and braces we're out again Drank a bit much don't give a damn Boys! Boys will be boys They will be boys... Oi! Oi! 1984 Roger Miret & The Disasters In 1984 we ruled the streets of New York City Street rock'n'roll, Street Hardcore! In the day we sweat it out For the love of the Lower East side With our gangs Street fights! 1984! Turncoat Roger Miret & The Disasters Did you believe that I would turn my back, on my life and all my dreams? Bet you thought I would stand aside and watch you lie and let you be Turncoat! You fucking two face Turncoat! It's you I hate! Riot, Riot, Riot Roger Miret & The Disasters C'mon let's go (x3) Just today like any other day Turned on the news, what's that someone's got to say? Fuck their peace, fuck what they have to say Who's to accuse for all this fucking mess? Kiss Kiss Kill Kill Roger Miret & The Disasters > Summer punks on Avenue B Grubbing change and pissing the fuck out of me Their gutter smell offends me Who made it cool to live in poverty? Screw You Roger Miret & The Disasters Got up on a Sunday morning, after playing with my punk rock band Feeling just a bit nauseous, must of drank way over my head Nobody to answer to No rules to compromise Gonna do what I wanna do Nate you and Just Us Roger Miret & The Disasters > Spring of '81 - Summer '82 Streets were full of punks, where the fuck was you? Fall of '83 - Winter '84 Infiltrated us, tried to take it all Where were you when I had no bed? Gal Friend Roger Miret & The Disasters > You're the greatest gal this boys ever had Wouldn't trade you for a million bucks Everyday there's something new that keeps me loving you A fool would I be to lose you A quarter to four and I haven't I Don't Like You Roger Miret & The Disasters Don't wanna be part of your order Wanna play in my street punk band Playing loud music Pissing off the latest fad I won't pretend to like you 'Cause I ain't no social fool I don't give a damn what you Run Johnny Run Roger Miret & The Disasters > Just the other day I threw the trash through Rony's window Pissed on the wall of the 5th St. precinct Ran around screaming LOUD FAST RULES! Kill For Cash Roger Miret & The Disasters Terrorist kill in the name of God Is this the same God we learn to trust? Who shall we blame for all the hate today? Is it the church or this fuckin' state? Terror warning red! Kill for cash! Breakaway Roger Miret & The Disasters Every Trick in the Book Roger Hodgson Well every trick in the book That you want to play You'd better have a good answer To get your way 'Cause all the tricks that you pulled And all the people you fooled Well you you started something Yell Out Pennywise Shot down a million times But I won't be fooled again I need some time to figure it out And put things on the mend They say that time heals all Well I hope that's true for me Been stabbed in the back so Roger Frenzal Rhomb I turn you on at 6 o'clock why is it that you're such a cock You smile and tell me that it's a good evening Then you put on that stupid frown talk about the bullshit going down It's hard to stop