I won't be going to the pub today
Spent the last of my money on the lottery
I know, yes, I know it's the only way
That I can be as rich as the b******s who say 'ain't life a b****'
Flashy motors, a load of t*****s - Not like you and me
Chorus (2x):
We are the same - We won't change
A gambling man, no not me
I stuck a tenner on the nose of a horse in the 3.30
At chepstow, you should have seen the b***** go
That hope inside of me
Like on x-mas day when I was 3 years old, so I'm told
That horse it ruled my world
Chorus (2x)
We are the same, always getting the blame
We are just normal working men
A laugh with the lads, a night with the bird
And a pint at the weekend
It seems to come and go, so quick, you know
Before you know it's over again
You've seen your friends, back to the grind again
We all live the same old dream
A few pound in my pocket at the end of the week
Would see me through, there's a lot more I'd like to do
Like fly off on holiday
To the places I've only seen on the telly, the BBC
They're not meant for you and me
Chorus (2x)
A laugh with the lads, a night with the birds
And a pint at the weekend
That's the life I know, that's how it goes
I know that it will never change
200 miles to see a band
Sitting on my a*** in the back of a van
In our eyes the music's good
Some folk will never understand
Our loyalty, our dedication
Our anger and our frustration
The way we think, the beer we drink
It's all a part of being a Skinhead, Skinhead!
Chorus (4x)
Spent the last of my money on the lottery
I know, yes, I know it's the only way
That I can be as rich as the b******s who say 'ain't life a b****'
Flashy motors, a load of t*****s - Not like you and me
Chorus (2x):
We are the same - We won't change
A gambling man, no not me
I stuck a tenner on the nose of a horse in the 3.30
At chepstow, you should have seen the b***** go
That hope inside of me
Like on x-mas day when I was 3 years old, so I'm told
That horse it ruled my world
Chorus (2x)
We are the same, always getting the blame
We are just normal working men
A laugh with the lads, a night with the bird
And a pint at the weekend
It seems to come and go, so quick, you know
Before you know it's over again
You've seen your friends, back to the grind again
We all live the same old dream
A few pound in my pocket at the end of the week
Would see me through, there's a lot more I'd like to do
Like fly off on holiday
To the places I've only seen on the telly, the BBC
They're not meant for you and me
Chorus (2x)
A laugh with the lads, a night with the birds
And a pint at the weekend
That's the life I know, that's how it goes
I know that it will never change
200 miles to see a band
Sitting on my a*** in the back of a van
In our eyes the music's good
Some folk will never understand
Our loyalty, our dedication
Our anger and our frustration
The way we think, the beer we drink
It's all a part of being a Skinhead, Skinhead!
Chorus (4x)