On Parole - Blisterhead

In the street of our town

thereґs a band on the run.

And theyґre always looking for fun.

They left their cell

with a rebel yell

And they headed towards the town.

Oi Oi Oi B-boys on parole.

The streets aint safe no more.

Oi Oi Oi B-boys on parole.

Yeah they have lost all control

Oi Oi Oi B-boys on parole.

Now they are ready to rockґn roll.

Oi Oi Oi B-boys on parole.

Witch converse shoes and cheap tattoos

Theyґre going out to seek their roots.

Blisterhead the scream and shout

Kick the windows out.

In the street of our town

thereґs a band on the run.

And theyґre always looking for fun.

They left their cell

with a rebel yell

And they headed towards the town.

They wanna riot, they wanna fight

The kids are ready coz itґs friday night

The punx they know, the word is out,

the hooligans are back so shout.