Without You
	Verse: we first walk, into the scene, just lookin for music to help express our dreams. we find our lives changed so fast, a single song the first stone is casst. we go to shows, just lookin for fun, by the end of the set our hearts are won. a hundred fifty kids, movin as one, lookin around a new day's begun. the scene is all, one and the same, the show may differ but only by name. buncha young punx, screamin with joy, singin with the bands that scream out the oi! bands that play, all night and day, they do it for us do it every day, yellin with them as they start the show, sayin 1...2...3 4 go! Chorus: this is for the bands that play from town to town, sayin oi oi oi oi, the scene wouldn't be nothin without you. drunken shows, and all time lows dont get us down, sayin oi oi oi oi, the scene wouldn't be nothin without you. Verse: local shows, its one and the same, crowd may be small but it still aint tame. chaos kids, punks and skins, all comin together to share our grins. monday night, punk shows, allright, bands play into the night. wednesday thursday friday go!, saturday sunday, all good for a show. the scene is so, important to us, the people included in this chaos. divisions are dumb, fights are no fun, we need to stick together and be as one. we are all, lost and alone, just lookin for a scene to call our own. the time has come, time to stop fights, its time for the punks to unite!