(Lyrics: Sam Sinister)
I live in the sticks
Runnin' the streets of the sticks
Outskirt kids tryin' to get a fix
Backwoods hillbilly punk rock hicks
Drinkin' some beers on a Friday night
Sittin' round a campfire, alright
Listenin' to Iggy, I got a right
Rural streetpunks stay up all night
Oi! Oi! Oi!
Chorus:
Here we are, we're givin' you the creeps
(HEY! HEY! HEY! HEY!)
Streetpunks without the streets
(HEY! HEY! HEY! HEY!)
Unnerving everyone we meet
(HEY! HEY! HEY! HEY!)
Streetpunks without the streets
We don't live on the shitty side of town
we're not from the streets, but we love that sound
don't worry about the neighbors, cause there's no one around
everything we do, we run it into the ground
drinkin' some beers on a Friday night
drinkin' on the porch and I feel alright
ain't gonna stop 'til the morning light
rural streetpunks stay up all night
Oi! Oi! Oi!
(Chorus)
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