Walking down the street and I don't give a f***.
Looking for some action and I'm looking for a ruck.
Ignorant police pull up on me, to deaf to hear and to blind to see.
Thrown in a cell, kicked in the head, caged like an animal I'm better off dead.
Chorus:
Oi! Oi! Portland, Working class kids!
Oi! Oi! Portland, We stood when you hid!
Oi! Oi! America, Your children are here!
Oi! Oi! Europe, Our salvation is near!
No rights, no freedom, no chance to ask, just a mindless zombie hiding in his mask.
Guilty of my heritage, convicted and tried, guilty of my looks and guilty of pride.
A working class kid thrown in the van, always stood proud when all the rest ran.
Leave us in the dirt hoping that we will die, the time has come now when it's your turn to cry.
Chorus
Busted up nose and blood on my hands, white working kids left to be d***ed.
One day Marxists, we're coming for you, hoping we'd died but Oi! only grew.
Stapress pants, Perry and braces, condemned to hell with blood on our faces.
Outcast from society, victim of hate, a life in the gutter is our only fate.
Chorus
Looking for some action and I'm looking for a ruck.
Ignorant police pull up on me, to deaf to hear and to blind to see.
Thrown in a cell, kicked in the head, caged like an animal I'm better off dead.
Chorus:
Oi! Oi! Portland, Working class kids!
Oi! Oi! Portland, We stood when you hid!
Oi! Oi! America, Your children are here!
Oi! Oi! Europe, Our salvation is near!
No rights, no freedom, no chance to ask, just a mindless zombie hiding in his mask.
Guilty of my heritage, convicted and tried, guilty of my looks and guilty of pride.
A working class kid thrown in the van, always stood proud when all the rest ran.
Leave us in the dirt hoping that we will die, the time has come now when it's your turn to cry.
Chorus
Busted up nose and blood on my hands, white working kids left to be d***ed.
One day Marxists, we're coming for you, hoping we'd died but Oi! only grew.
Stapress pants, Perry and braces, condemned to hell with blood on our faces.
Outcast from society, victim of hate, a life in the gutter is our only fate.
Chorus