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

Tiene que apresurarse a la plaza
Sólo faltan unas horas
Y todos los muchachos ya están allí
Estamos caminando hacia adelante a la estación
Y los chicos están listos para irse
Pronto llegará el tren
Vamos a tener una maldita marcha

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