Songtext von The Sad Skinhead

Apart from all the bad times you gave me I always felt good with you Going places, smashing faces What else could we do? What else could we do? Apart from all the good times I gave you You always felt bad with me I was nervous, you were nervous What else could have happened to us? What else could have happened to us? Apart from all the bad times you gave me I always felt good with you Going places, smashing faces What else could we do? What else could we do?