Haymaker - Back in the days

Let me tell you a story called back in the days of glory When I was a young man in the skinhead way of life I felled the pride to be a skin forever Stay strong and stick together We stood as one partners in crime I ve got your back if you got mine Rejected by society We were provoking the authorities Back in the Days, back in the good old days of glory The good old days of glory When I was young My friends were alcoholics they were into skinhead music I did the same and I ve became one of these antisocial guys Who often got arrested, did what my mind suggested Stranded like a bandit ended in the bed with someone else his wife Didnt have responsibilities Always running from reality My life was just a mess my thoughts were dangerous Beer tasted better but it s only in my mind I guess Never knew where I belonged When I was young!