Biography:
The Skints are a reggae/dub/punk fusion band from London, United Kingdom. Since 2008 the band have toured extensively, playing hundreds of shows, supporting bands that include Sublime with Rome, Less Than Jake, The Slackers, Gogol Bordello and Bedouin Soundclash.
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_Skints
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This song is pretty easy, it's just the same two chords throughout, with a different
rhythm in places.
Chords: Bm F#m
All my friends are sociopaths, it's alright, I won't rest tonight
All the foundations were built on spite, It's alright
Some people struggle through the oppression, there is a lesson there:
just hold your head high, right up to the sky, you'll be skankin' without a care
Ya roll the dice, ya pay the price, it isn't very fair
You find yourself in a place that you might never have been before
Look at the time and see no crime and a baby wanting more,
but every time you look in her eyes you see she's just a whore
Sitting alone in my living room, sipping on a cup of echinacea tea,
just reading the headlines, look at the state of our society:
the criminal gang lords threatening kids to take their guns for free
'Cause the younger they getting the worser they getting, ya better listen dear
They coming, knocking right on your door, better get the hell out of here
They gonna blow your god damn brains all over the chandelier!
She got a swastika tattooed to the torso
You look in her eyes and see in her face, she not remorseful
Swastika, ain't no ordinary sticker it's a swastika!
Ain't just the kind of sticker ya peel off, it's a swastika!
I TELL YOU EXACTLY WHERE TO STICK YA SWASTIKA!
Lyrics from lyricsmania.com
rhythm in places.
Chords: Bm F#m
All my friends are sociopaths, it's alright, I won't rest tonight
All the foundations were built on spite, It's alright
Some people struggle through the oppression, there is a lesson there:
just hold your head high, right up to the sky, you'll be skankin' without a care
Ya roll the dice, ya pay the price, it isn't very fair
You find yourself in a place that you might never have been before
Look at the time and see no crime and a baby wanting more,
but every time you look in her eyes you see she's just a whore
Sitting alone in my living room, sipping on a cup of echinacea tea,
just reading the headlines, look at the state of our society:
the criminal gang lords threatening kids to take their guns for free
'Cause the younger they getting the worser they getting, ya better listen dear
They coming, knocking right on your door, better get the hell out of here
They gonna blow your god damn brains all over the chandelier!
She got a swastika tattooed to the torso
You look in her eyes and see in her face, she not remorseful
Swastika, ain't no ordinary sticker it's a swastika!
Ain't just the kind of sticker ya peel off, it's a swastika!
I TELL YOU EXACTLY WHERE TO STICK YA SWASTIKA!
Lyrics from lyricsmania.com
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