Wearing boots and short hair cuts.
We will kick you in the gut,
But no luck they've all grown up.
They drink tea from a cup.
Some get married and settle down.
Others they leave for a foreign town.
Fighting gangs every night. 
We use sticks hit 'em in the Kite. 
(C) Where have all the boot boys gone ?
Hammy, Jacko, Boots and John

Where have all the boot boys gone ?
It looks like I'm the only one. The one !!!!! 

Friday came we go to a dance hall. 
Battering stuff we have a ball .
We don't know what we've done.
We go see United coz we're having fun
We get released on 50 quid bail.
But I know I'll end up in jail.
I was a leader I was so proud . 
I hung with a gang, what a crowd 
(C) 

Now its been five years or more. 
I'm a skin don't know what for .
I don't know what I am. 
I don't see or give a [bad word] .
I must stop this M.O.
I must try, try and be me.
I must listen. I must try. 
I must move. Move or die ! 
(c) 

C'mon. Do ya wanna scrap ? 
Get Ready then. Where have all the boot boys gone ?