OI!


Chaingang in the Georgia sun just trudging down the road
Warden with his shotgun and a double buckshot load
One of the inmates was a skin with a clean shaven head
He raised his fist into the air and this is what he said

 Oi! Oi! Oi! From the dead end of the street
 Oi! Oi! Oi! We'll never see defeat

A victim of a circumstance or the doer of a crime
He made a mistake, crossed the line and now he's doing time
He just wouldn't listen, he wouldn't play their game
But behind prison bars, Oi! music remains the same

 Oi! Oi! Oi! From the dead end of the street
 Oi! Oi! Oi! We'll never see defeat

It's the sound of the streets for the rebels who won't be tamed
It's for the ones who stand up proud and the ones who bare no shame
Whatever it is that you done or what you're gonna do
When we're walking down the street, I'll remember you

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