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Duster Bugless
02:35
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Come one come all, heed the call, forget the frame let’s have a ball
Raise a pint, join in and cheer, we’ll drink all the whiskey and beer
Now that we’re all pissed and ready, fists wound tight we’ll rule this city
We’re the old boot boys singing our songs, loud and proud, skinhead still strong
All you fucking assholes starting fights for nothing, it makes no fucking sense
Can’t you think for yourselves, don’t be their fucking puppet, fear of allegiance
All you fucking assholes starting fights for nothing, it makes no fucking sense
Can’t you think for yourselves, don’t be their fucking puppet, they fear allegiance
We’re in this together now and forever, ignore the herders and their agendas
Believe in yourself, your culture-family, the trends will make you lose your sanity
If it ain’t now then when do you think, we’ll do for each other and get in sync
You can’t say any better than me why we’re here so just live in unity
All you fucking assholes starting fights for nothing, it makes no fucking sense
Can’t you think for yourselves, don’t be their fucking puppet, fear of allegiance
All you fucking assholes starting fights for nothing, it makes no fucking sense
Can’t you think for yourselves, don’t be their fucking puppet, they fear allegiance
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2. |
Going Out Tonight
02:53
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I work fifty plus hours a week, by the time I get home I’m dead on my feet
Weekend comes it’s time to have fun, I don’t wanna stay home, I wanna go out tonight
My boss is cool but I’m sick of him, I’m glad I got work but I wanna go out tonight
I wanna wanna get dressed up tonight, I wanna wanna start a fistfight
I wanna meet a lonely girl tonight, I just wanna go out tonight
Weekends done it’s time to get sleep cuz on Mondays I’m just a piece of meat
Hump days here and I’m starting to sweat, saved my hard-earned money so I can go out tonight
Beers are flowing on a Thursday night, hand are swollen, been in three fight
Fuck it all my brains been checked out, best catch up, that’s what it’s all about
I wanna wanna get dressed up tonight, I wanna wanna start a fistfight
I wanna meet a lonely girl tonight, I just wanna go out tonight
It’s here again the end of the week, Friday night fools are out on the street
Bad Man playing on the stereo, one more drink and out the door I go
I’m flying high with my button up tight, trousers creased and I’m feeling alright
I meet the boys and off we go, where we’re driving nobody knows
I wanna wanna get dressed up tonight, I wanna wanna start a fistfight
I wanna meet a lonely girl tonight, I just wanna go out tonight
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3. |
Silence Is Golden
01:14
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Always running your mouth,gonna change the world
You’re in people’s faces forcing your ideals
No one gives a shit, you better back away
Before you get your face smashed and really wreck your day
Silence is golden, duct tape is silver, keep your mouth shut, I’ve had it with you
Silence is golden, duct tape is silver, keep your mouth shut, I’ve had it with you
I can’t stand politics and I can’t stand you
If everyone would think like you the world would be so grand
Hold your signs and scream your crap, just stop while you’re behind
Who’s really filled with hate? That’s right it’s really you!
Silence is golden, duct tape is silver, keep your mouth shut, I’ve had it with you
Silence is golden, duct tape is silver, keep your mouth shut, I’ve had it with you
Open minded? yeah- but only if it’s your way
You shutting up would really make my day
Hypocrite is all you are, don’t think before you speak
You’re just a useful tool, you’ll be thrown away
Silence is golden, duct tape is silver, keep your mouth shut, I’ve had it with you
Silence is golden, duct tape is silver, keep your mouth shut, I’ve had it with you
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4. |
Midwest Stomp
03:07
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Does anybody know when these boots started growing
Was anybody here or even know a year
All we really know it was sometime in the nineteen eighties
When the boots and braces met the mighty Mississippi
For thirty something years, who knows how many beers
Midwest stomping skinheads will never disappear
We’ve wrecked all of your towns and you’ve never been to ours
We know the truth- you can’t keep up, with us in our bars
The only time the spotlight’s ever on our faces
Is when it’s all about some mother fucking racists
But to those of us who know, we’re still here
Proper skinheads in the Midwest will always persevere
For thirty something years, who knows how many beers
Midwest stomping skinheads will never disappear
We’ve wrecked all of your towns and you’ve never been to ours
We know the truth- you can’t keep up, with us in our bars
Even though I’d love to know, who really cares
This Midwest land of cheese and beer and steel toed aires
I love this place with all my heart, I’ll never ever leave
Midwest stomping skinheads are here for eternity
For thirty something years, who knows how many beers
Midwest stomping skinheads will never disappear
We’ve wrecked all of your towns and you’ve never been to ours
We know the truth- you can’t keep up, with us in our bars
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Hang The Politicians
03:39
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Make decisions, Destroy the past, All for the future, What a blast
Lies and lie, on top of lies, the truth we seek, we’ll never find
HANG THE POLITICIANS (X3)
It’s for the best, they always say, they line their pockets, along the way
They work for us, don’t care about us, this entire system, Is a bust
HANG THE POLITICIANS (X3)
Hang ‘Em High (X3)
HANG THE POLITICIANS (X2)
Hang ‘Em High (X3)
HANG THE POLITICIANS (X2)
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6. |
End Of The Night
02:23
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The end of the night is coming around, we’ll burn this bar down to the ground, it’s time to drink up all the beer
Grab the closest girl or friend and dance with them until the end, the streets-they scream for us to win
At it all night long, the sun starts to rise, here’s to another day
It’s on again tonight, no fights, no blood, we’re all alright
Until the end of the night
This is how we do and live, for us there just is no give, living this life’s the only way
Wake up early every day, first thoughts are booze and getting laid, lace up your boots it’s time to rage
At it all night long, the sun starts to rise, here’s to another day
It’s on again tonight, no fights, no blood, we’re all alright
Until the end of the night
Hey brothers, hey sisters, NO MATTER WHERE YOU’RE FROM
Hey brothers and sisters, come join in all the fun
When it’s time to settle down, not in the bottle where I once drowned, the boys and me will still be here
Kickin’ out these great Oi! Songs, for all of you to sing along, this way of life’s forever strong
At it all night long, the sun starts to rise, here’s to another day
It’s on again tonight, no fights, no blood, we’re all alright
Until the end of the night
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7. |
By My Side
04:10
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I work my ass off every day, til Friday comes and I get my pay
It’s three o’clock I hit the door, jump in the truck, pedal to the floor
Grabbing gears and splitting lanes, too much traffic, I’m going insane
Flying sideways through these curves, this silo helps me calm my nerves
Boots on tight, braces right, come and drink with us tonight
Boots on right, braces tight, we’re getting fucked up tonight
I finally make it down to Clay’s, been waiting on this for five long days
Hopped the curb, through the neighbor’s lawn, cops show up, I’ll be long gone
Got my brothers by my side, running these streets, hearts full of pride
Step into our favorite bar where our friends are never far
Boots on tight, braces right, come and drink with us tonight
Boots on right, braces tight, we’re getting fucked up tonight
I’m really starting to feel good, 400 horse and no hood
Can’t hardly see but I’ll still drive, let’s go down another dive
Threw us out, we went next door, Shawn put the bouncer on the floor
Wisco, Dice, Jade Monkey- we drank them all until empty
Boots on tight, braces right, come and drink with us tonight
Boots on right, braces tight, we’re getting fucked up tonight
Set-up a round and we’ll drink it down, have twelve more and hit the town
All you birds are looking fine, I wish tonight you could all be mine
We drink hard until last call, I hope no one hits a wall
Reminisce about the past, I wish somehow it would all last
Boots on tight, braces right, come and drink with us tonight
Boots on right, braces tight, let’s all get fucked up tonight
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8. |
Radar Hate
04:56
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You’d never ask for the devils hand, that dance is never free
You’d never stroll through his garden or swim in his numbing sea
A taste of his stabbing horns, his sharp tail he’ll use to breech
The evil that’s his mind and soul, the warnings you refuse to heed
Do you really wanna live this life?
Do you really wanna wear these boots?
I don’t think you’ve got what it takes
Stay the fuck away from our roots
The lions in their iron cage are safe for you to see
But if you try to step inside, their feast you’re doomed to be
Just like a pride out in the wild, these lions walking tall and free
You think you can run with us, but without proving it to me
Do you really wanna live this life?
Do you really wanna wear these boots?
I don’t think you’ve got what it takes
Stay the fuck away from our roots
Too much booze doing shots with me, kick to the head down in the pit
Your girls on her knees with these, gonna make her mouth my catchers mitt
This is what you wanted do ante up, a life like this with a pack of mutts
It’s not the fist that makes you tough, just living this way’s what makes the cut
Do you really wanna live this life?
Do you really wanna wear these boots?
I don’t think you’ve got what it takes
Stay the fuck away from our roots
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9. |
Living A Lie
04:20
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You say this is where the good times end
That’s why you lost all your friends
You say all those good times are gone
The life I’m living proves you so wrong
Watch me live and I’ll watch you die
I’ll be here living as you live your lie
Don’t give up on life, or throw away your dreams
Keep the faith alive, live life by all means (X2)
Sick of losing friends to the grown up scam
They’re all falling for a so called dream
Maybe I’ve slowed down but I’ll never give in
Forever alive and kicking, never lose my steam
Don’t give up on life, or throw away your dreams
Keep the faith alive, live life by all means (X2)
Now you’re old and your life’s flown by
You see me living and you want a re-try
Even though I watched you quit this life
You’re always welcome back without a fight
Don’t give up on life, or throw away your dreams
Keep the faith alive, live life by all means (X2)
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Old Salt Wisconsin
Steve-Vocals
Clay-Drums
Dave-Guitar
Randy-Guitar
Shawn-Bass
Wisconsin Oi!/Rock n Roll formed in 2020. No Mess, No Fuss, No Politics. Just good noise for the bootboys.
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