For nearly ten years know I keep on rock'n'rollin'! 
With the punkrock boys I keep on roamin'... 
Up the highways...Down go the whiskeys! 
And 'cause the dead city calls still keep us goin', 
you [bad word]  [bad word] down the streets and tell... 
tell the kids the boys are back !!

Back in the town where the reds keep winnin' 
In the City of Gods a streetchoir's singin' 
Hey brown eyed girl it's [bad word]  i was in love with you ! 
And 'cause the wind of revolution is still blowin', 
you [bad word]  [bad word] down the streets and tell... 
tell the kids the boys are back!!

Pomade in your hair – Greasers everywhere! 
New Burton suits – Old converse shoes! [bad word] boys there – Two Tone flair! 
Music gets you everywhere!!

Another day, another town 
Sometimes up...but mostly down! 
Today I'm going back where my heart belongs to! 
And 'cause you're not a lonely whistle in the wind, 
you [bad word]  [bad word] down the streets and tell... 
tell the kids the boys are back!!

Pomade in your hair...

Oh – The Boys are back 
You [bad word] ... [bad word] down the streets and tell ... 
tell the kids, that the boys are back!!