Слова:
Anti Heros

Переклад: Анти-героїв. Г-н Величності Ii.

On the road with me and my friends, came to our first town Chucked us out cause we were skinheads, that just let me down Extra, extra, get your monthly

If I ever get arrested again, I've just got to make it big my friend Cause talk is cheap and violence is funny and we got drunk and fucked up their party

You never remember where you're from, You got no idea what you done You came to me with your problems in your hands, and I promised to give you everything

Like most kids from my generation, she was born and raised in out broken home nation Autumns brilliant hue of orange and gold, her embrace cut us from

He's the old hippie that made us sick, He wrote muzak for drug addicts He's the fat geezer who talked too much, He used drugs as a crutch He ate granola

They call him a Nazi, they call him a child cause he holds his head up high, Too proud, some times too wild He's the one who's full of hate, the target

Sitting on the porch of life, They feel no problems or encounter any strife They're the people who all look the same, Stagnant lives that never change

The police do nothing Justice is a joke Only bring the money bags And the people broke The courts do nothing And the lawyers set em free If you got the