Hooligans

Hooligans - Roger Miret/The Disasters

Yesterday I woke up in a Queens county jail

I remember throwing punches smashing bottles breaking chairs

Post bond today on my way home hell there's gotta be a better way

Stitches on my knuckles blood on my face

To tell the truth I don't give a damn

It's just me and the boys a shot of Jager for my friends

We're pissed we're pissed

We're drunk we're drunk

Hooligans

We're pissed we're pissed

We're drunk we're drunk

Hooligans

We're pissed we're pissed

We're drunk we're drunk

Hooligans

Don't know where I'm going or what I need

I don't really care what they say or what they think of me

People tend to fear me 'cause they can't understand all my rage

Scars on my knuckles scars on my face

To tell the truth I don't give a damn

It's just me and the boys a shot of Jager for my friends

We're pissed we're pissed

We're drunk we're drunk

Hooligans

We're pissed we're pissed

We're drunk we're drunk

Hooligans

We're pissed we're pissed

We're drunk we're drunk

Hooligans

We're pissed

We're pissed we're pissed

We're drunk we're drunk

Hooligans

We're pissed we're pissed

We're drunk we're drunk

Hooligans

We're pissed we're pissed

We're drunk we're drunk

Hooligans

Well I'm pissed and I'm drunk