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Wearing Boots And Short Hair Cuts
We Will Kick You In The Guts
But Now Look TheyÂ’ve All Grown Up
They Drink Tea In A Cup
Some Get Married And Settle Down
While OtherÂ’s They Leave For A Foreign Town
Fighting Gangs Every Night
We Use Sticks Hit Them In The Kite

Where Have All The Boot Boys Gone
Hammy Jacker BugÂ’s And John
Where Have All The Boot Boys Gone
It LookÂ’s Like IÂ’m The Only One
The One !

Friday Came We Go To A Dance Hall
Battering SnobÂ’s WeÂ’d Have A Ball
We DonÂ’t Know What WeÂ’ve Done
We Go See United Coz Were Having Fun
We Get Released On Fifty Quid Bail
But I Know IÂ’ll End Up In Jail
I Was A Leader I Was So Proud
I Hung In A Gang What A Crowd

Where Have All The Boot Boys Gone
Hammy Jacker BugÂ’s And John
Where Have All The Boot Boys Gone
It LookÂ’s Like IÂ’m The Only One
The One !

Now ItÂ’s Been Five YearÂ’s Or More
IÂ’m A Skin DonÂ’t No What For
I DonÂ’t No What I Am
I DonÂ’t See Or Give A Damn
I Must Stop This M.O.D.
I Must Try And Try To Be Me
I Must Listen I Must Try
I Must Move Move Or Die

Where Have All The Boot Boys Gone
Hammy Jacker BugÂ’s And John
Where Have All The Boot Boys Gone
It LookÂ’s Like IÂ’m The Only One
The One !

Come On You Wont A Scrap Come On Get Ready Then
Where Have All The Boot Boys Gone
Where Have All The Boot Boys Gone
Where Have All The Boot Boys Gone
Where Have All The Boot Boys Gone