we’re hooligans
we start a lot of fights
we do it for the fun of it
not to get more rights
I love to hit someone in the face
to give him a black eye
when the police comes, the riots become more agressive
there’s a possibility you might die
at first we came to see our team
to guide them to victory with the lyrics that we yell
but when one of us gets attacked or offended
the stadium turns into a hell
no mercy anymore
we’ll fight till death if we must
it all depends on you and the other hooligans
and the mutual trust
the police comes to stop us
we now join with our opponents against those boys
while we throw bricks
they want to hit us with their ‘toys’
out comes the water canon
if it hits you it’s quite impossible to stand
I’m now in jail
after another game, gone out of hand