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This is where the good times went
With his brains lying on the pavement
With a broken bottle in his hand
And another in his back
Do you feel alright? Oi! Oi! Oi!
Someone's gonna die tonight Oi! Oi! Oi!
Do you feel alright? Oi! Oi! Oi!
The boys are out tonight!
Was it something that he said?
With his footballscarf now stained red
With a broken bottle in his hand
You will never understand
Do you feel alright? Oi! Oi! Oi!
Someone's gonna die tonight Oi! Oi! Oi!
Do you feel alright? Oi! Oi! Oi!
The boys are out tonight!
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