One More Pint

It's sunday afternoon we're so fucking wasted
People can see it by the look on our faces
It's been twenty hours since we all met down the pub
And we're still together drinking like maniacs

So we've been drinking since last night
And now it's almost dinner time
This shit is getting out of hand
We want one more pint
There have been laughs, there have been cries
Street singing and some drunken brawls
We'll remember this for the rest of our lives

Give us one more pint
Neighbours don't like us they think we are trouble
They call the police we are ready to rumble
With broken bottles we'll show them some tricks
There is no way something good comes out of this

Here we are, we don't run
Punks and skinheads having fun
Here we are, we don't run
Streetkids and hooligans
Want us dead? They can try
Punks and skinheads we don't run
Here we are, we don't run
Streetkids and hooligans

So we've been drinking since last night...