Rude Boy Oi! Station - Kids From The Backstreet

​🍺 Working-class spirit, loud guitars and heavy bass. ​👊 Old friends, hard times and standing together. ​⚡ Turn it up and stomp the ground! ​LYRICS: ​Streetlights burning, engines roar Running wild from door to door Cheap ambition, broken dreams Nothing here is what it seems Black boots pounding, streets alive Doing everything to survive Growing older, getting mean Living hard at seventeen ​No one cared and no one came Every night was just the same We learned the rules the hard way round Raised on concrete, streetwise and proud ​HEY! WE'RE THE KIDS FROM THE BACKSTREET! HEY! HEAR THE SOUND OF THE BOOTS! HEY! WE WERE BORN IN THE WRONG PLACE! NOW WE'RE STANDING OUR GROUND! NO ONE KNOWS WHAT WE'VE BEEN THROUGH! NO ONE CARES WHAT WE DO! WE'RE THE KIDS THAT THE WORLD LEFT BEHIND! BAD REPUTATION, TROUBLE ON OUR MINDS! ​Red lights flashing, engines start Cold steel streets and a restless heart Knuckles bleeding, running blind Leaving yesterday behind Knock at midnight, boots downstairs Someone's waiting on the stairs Out the window, gone by dawn Another night and we're moving on ​No one cared and no one came Every night was just the same We learned the rules the hard way round Raised on concrete, streetwise and proud ​HEY! WE'RE THE KIDS FROM THE BACKSTREET! HEY! HEAR THE SOUND OF THE BOOTS! HEY! WE WERE BORN IN THE WRONG PLACE! NOW WE'RE STANDING OUR GROUND! NO ONE KNOWS WHAT WE'VE BEEN THROUGH! NO ONE CARES WHAT WE DO! WE'RE THE KIDS THAT THE WORLD LEFT BEHIND! BAD REPUTATION, TROUBLE ON OUR MINDS! ​You never walked these streets at night! You never lived this losing fight! You judge our lives, you judge our names! YOU NEVER FELT THESE FUCKING CHAINS! ​HEY! WE'RE THE KIDS FROM THE BACKSTREET! HEY! HEAR THE SOUND OF THE BOOTS! HEY! WE WERE BORN IN THE WRONG PLACE! NOW WE'RE STANDING OUR GROUND! WE'RE THE KIDS! WE'RE THE KIDS! RAISED BY THE STREETS! RAISED BY THE STREETS! ​ ​#skinhead #OiPunk #StreetPunk #BritishOi #WorkingClass #PunkMusic