Rudeboy — текст песни (SFA)

Hey Rudeboy, I see you walking down the street in your $200 suit and your spit shine Doc Martens on, on your way downtown to see a Ska show. Rudeboy, you`re so cool.

Rudeboy. Skinhead. Asshole.

You tell me you believe in the Spirit of `69, Rudeboy. Man, you were in fucking diapers back then, who are you kidding? And what is Ska music? That`s like second-rate beach blanket music.

Rudeboy. Skinhead. Asshole.

I see you lowlife rudeboys walking down the street, I just wanna mash your brains in, and eat your fuckin` eyeballs, and cut your bellies open, and fuckin` wipe my ass on your entrails!

Rudeboy. Skinhead. Asshole.