Under the bridge where the shadows crawl Young punks gather hear the echo fall Skinhead boots make the pavement cry No job no aim just the ticking sky Graffiti screams on a shattered wall Broken dreams in an urban sprawl Chain smoke clouds and a bitter laugh Youth’s wrecked map torn clean in half Oi Oi Oi the night’s our song No future here it won’t be long London’s fading in the neon glow Where we’re headed we’ll never know Empty bottles roll to the beat Crack crack Bus stop benches we ain’t coming back Chasing thrills on a dead-end street Punk’s a heartbeat with a ragged heat Leather Jackets sharp with pride But fading quick like the city's tide We don’t want speeches no saving grace Just the sound of nothing in this forsaken place Oi Oi Oi the night’s our song No future here it won’t be long London’s fading in the neon glow Where we’re headed we’ll never know Cigarettes glowing in the foggy air Rebellion hanging like it just doesn’t care Hand-me-down dreams tossed down the drain Only the echoes know our pain Oi Oi Oi the night’s our song No future here it won’t be long London’s fading in the neon glow Where we’re headed we’ll never know