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When we were hooligans – Louis Dunford
[Intro]
E E A B
[Verse]
E
Sometimes I sit and reminisce, about the good old days I miss
A B
about The days I spent with all my friends
E
In fact, I’ve Come to realise, those were the best days of our lives,
A B
Ow what I’d give to be 14 once again
E
But still nostalgia makes me sick, I feel I’ve grown up far too quick
A B
But I can’t help thinking about Back in the days
E
When we were riff we were the raff, My Pals would wait outside my gaff
A B
The door would open and you’d hear my old girl say
E
Ow no he can’t come out to Play tonight, he’s lucky he aint dead the shite
A B
He’s stole another tenner out of my purse
E
And So all you boys can piss off home, don’t bell him on his dog & bone
A B
I’m swear to god you fuckers make him worse.
[Pre-Chorus]
C#m
But little did she know
B
That when she was tucked up all so tight,
A
we roamed the streets until the light
B
Run from old bill all through the night,
C#m
Until The day
B
We were Delinquents little shits
A
we were the hood rats taking sips
B
From the bottle,
C#m
while we sit on your estate
A E
And life was so simple then,
B E
when we were hooligans
[Verse]
E
So off we’d roam into night, we ride our stolen pedal bikes
A B
And who’s to say where we would go or who we’d see
E
But still a plan that never failed, get on the booze and off the rails
A B
We’d Buy a 20 bag of snout with fake ID,
E
And all our clobber was on form, we we’d wear the swing made uniform
A B
Grey tracksuit bottoms, Ralph Lorene were looking suave
E
And all the birds are tarted up, in Pauls boutique they’re Bronze as fuck
A B
Dressed like it’s prom night but there pissing in a park
[Pre-Chorus]
C#m
And it’s only 8 O’ clock
B
But who’s to say romance is dead,
A
She’s in the bushes giving head
B
An older boy who stole the ped
C#m
that she adores
B
But how prince charming’s just a drip,
A
The smell of stellar on his lip
B
Her make up’s run Her tights are ripped,
C#m
her knees are sore
[Chorus]
A E
And Girls were so foolish then
B E
When I was a hooligan
[Verse]
E
So as the night would canny on, the joints were rolled the birds were gone
A B
As all the boys sat on the benches getting stoned
E
And as we got high into the night, you’d hear the sirens see the lights
A B
So it’s the cozers, here they come to take us home
E
So with a meaty on the way, we’d through the booze and green away
A B
We’d jump the fence, lodge out the park onto the streets
E
Ow hurry boys fuckin hell, can’t spend the night locked in cell
A B
Cos my old man and my old girl think I’m asleep
E
But what a way to end the night, Chased through the streets by flashing lights
A B
if you can’t have it on your toes your getting torn
E
And as the night came to an end, we lodged the old bail once again
A B
before my mum was up, I’d slip through the front door
[Pre-Chorus]
C#m
Oh my how times have changed
B
So as I sit and reminisce
A
about those good old days I’d miss
B
So much has changed I wish
C#m
I’d not grown old
B
So call us hood rats, call us scum,
A
I’d call us kids just having fun
B
We were Delinquents who’d call
C#m
these streets our home
[Chorus]
A E
And we believed things would be that way forever then
B E
When we hooligans
*Whistle*
E
[Intro]
E E A B
[Verse]
E
Sometimes I sit and reminisce, about the good old days I miss
A B
about The days I spent with all my friends
E
In fact, I’ve Come to realise, those were the best days of our lives,
A B
Ow what I’d give to be 14 once again
E
But still nostalgia makes me sick, I feel I’ve grown up far too quick
A B
But I can’t help thinking about Back in the days
E
When we were riff we were the raff, My Pals would wait outside my gaff
A B
The door would open and you’d hear my old girl say
E
Ow no he can’t come out to Play tonight, he’s lucky he aint dead the shite
A B
He’s stole another tenner out of my purse
E
And So all you boys can piss off home, don’t bell him on his dog & bone
A B
I’m swear to god you fuckers make him worse.
[Pre-Chorus]
C#m
But little did she know
B
That when she was tucked up all so tight,
A
we roamed the streets until the light
B
Run from old bill all through the night,
C#m
Until The day
B
We were Delinquents little shits
A
we were the hood rats taking sips
B
From the bottle,
C#m
while we sit on your estate
A E
And life was so simple then,
B E
when we were hooligans
[Verse]
E
So off we’d roam into night, we ride our stolen pedal bikes
A B
And who’s to say where we would go or who we’d see
E
But still a plan that never failed, get on the booze and off the rails
A B
We’d Buy a 20 bag of snout with fake ID,
E
And all our clobber was on form, we we’d wear the swing made uniform
A B
Grey tracksuit bottoms, Ralph Lorene were looking suave
E
And all the birds are tarted up, in Pauls boutique they’re Bronze as fuck
A B
Dressed like it’s prom night but there pissing in a park
[Pre-Chorus]
C#m
And it’s only 8 O’ clock
B
But who’s to say romance is dead,
A
She’s in the bushes giving head
B
An older boy who stole the ped
C#m
that she adores
B
But how prince charming’s just a drip,
A
The smell of stellar on his lip
B
Her make up’s run Her tights are ripped,
C#m
her knees are sore
[Chorus]
A E
And Girls were so foolish then
B E
When I was a hooligan
[Verse]
E
So as the night would canny on, the joints were rolled the birds were gone
A B
As all the boys sat on the benches getting stoned
E
And as we got high into the night, you’d hear the sirens see the lights
A B
So it’s the cozers, here they come to take us home
E
So with a meaty on the way, we’d through the booze and green away
A B
We’d jump the fence, lodge out the park onto the streets
E
Ow hurry boys fuckin hell, can’t spend the night locked in cell
A B
Cos my old man and my old girl think I’m asleep
E
But what a way to end the night, Chased through the streets by flashing lights
A B
if you can’t have it on your toes your getting torn
E
And as the night came to an end, we lodged the old bail once again
A B
before my mum was up, I’d slip through the front door
[Pre-Chorus]
C#m
Oh my how times have changed
B
So as I sit and reminisce
A
about those good old days I’d miss
B
So much has changed I wish
C#m
I’d not grown old
B
So call us hood rats, call us scum,
A
I’d call us kids just having fun
B
We were Delinquents who’d call
C#m
these streets our home
[Chorus]
A E
And we believed things would be that way forever then
B E
When we hooligans
*Whistle*
E
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