Hooligans Heaven Lyrics & Chords By Argy Bargy

His mom is always complaining.
That nothing can save his soul.
He doesn't give a damn about anything.
Just football, drinks and Rock'n Roll.
But he ain't nothing special.
He is just like the rest of his mates.
Fighting for his colors and getting in trouble.
From time to time a guest of the state.

Hooligans Heaven

Another Saturday afternoon.
He has gotta hurry to the square.
Just a few hours to go.
And all the lads are already there.
We're walking forwards to the station.
And the boys are ready to go.
Soon the train will be coming in.
We're gonna have a fuckin'go.

Hooligans Heaven

10 to 2, It's gonna go Oi!
A stab, a cry, another life is lost.
20 years old, a good future ahead.
Five minutes later he's fuckin' dead.

Hooligans Heaven