Slaughter & The Dogs - Lyrics

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Cranked Up Really High

Gamble my life away A real bum boozer
Made love on dope Just a pig skin loser 
Looked around at this joint
 
A for a living, there was no point
  

Cranked up really high 2x   

All ideas, I'm shaking my fists 
Had a million thoughts yeah to slit my wrists
Hallucination in my dream
I gotta leave gotta leave this scene   

Cranked up really high 2x   

Getting high, on glue and cocaine 
Jabbing things into my vein

A lucifer lord, a holding my hand 
Pushing pills to a rock and roll band   

Cranked up really high 2x   

Where have all the Boot Boys Gone

Wearing boots and short hair cuts.
We will kick you in the gut,
But no luck they've all grown up.
They drink tea from a cup.
Some get married and settle down.
Others they leave for  a foreign town.
Fighting gangs every  night. 
We use sticks hit 'em in the Kite.              

(C) Where have all the boot boys gone ?
 Hammy, Jacko, Boots 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 stuff we have a ball .
We don't know what we've done.
We go see United coz we're having fun
We get released on 50 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  

(C)  

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)  

C'mon. Do ya wanna scrap ? 
Get Ready then.   Where have all the boot boys gone ? 

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