Haji was a punk just like any other boy
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And he never had no trouble till he started up his Oi band
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Safe in the garage or singing in the tub
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Till Haji went too far and he plugged in at the pub
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'Twas a cold Christmas eve when Trevor and the skins
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Popped in for a pint and to nick a bag of crisps
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Trevor liked the music but not the Unity
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He unwound Haji's turban and he knocked him to his knees
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If God came down on Christmas Day
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I know exactly what He'd say
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He'd say "Oi to the punks and Oi to the skins
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and Oi to the world and everybody wins!"
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Haji was a bloody mess, he ran out through the crowd
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he said "we'll meet again we are bloody yet unbowed"
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Trevor called his bluff and told him where to meet
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Christmas day on the roof down at 20 Oxford street
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If God came down on Christmas Day
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I know exactly what He'd say
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He'd say "Oi to the punks and Oi to the skins
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and Oi to the world and everybody wins!"
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On the roof with the nun chucks Trevor broke a lot of bones
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But Haji had a sword like the guy in Indiana Jones
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Police sirens wailing, a bloody dying man
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Haji was alone and abandoned by his band
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Trevor was there fading and still so full of hate
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When the skins left him there and went down the fire escape
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Oi! Oi!
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But then Haji saw the north star shining more than ever
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So he made a tourniquet from his turban saving Trevor
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They rappelled down the roof with the rest of the turban
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and went back to the pub where they bought each other bourbon
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If God came down on Christmas Day
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I know exactly what He'd say
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He'd say "Oi to the punks and Oi to the skins
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and Oi to the world and everybody wins!"
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If God came down on Christmas Day
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I know exactly what He'd say
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He'd say "Oi to the punks and Oi to the skins
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and Oi to the world and everybody wins!"
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Oi! Oi!
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OI To The World
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| No Doubt |
