Haji was a punk just like any other boy
And he never had no trouble until he started up his Oi band
Safe in the garage or singin' in the tub
Till Haji went to far and he plugged in at the pub
Twas a cold Christmas eve when Trevor and the skins
Popped in for a pint and to nick a back of crisps
Trevor liked the music but not the unity
He unwound Haji's turban and he knocked him to his knees
If God came down on Christmas Day
I know exactly what He'd say
He'd say "Oi to the punks and Oi to the skins
But Oi to the world and everybody wins"
Haji was a bloody mess, He ran out thru the crowd
He said "we'll meet again, we are bloody not unbowed"
Trevor called his bluff and told him where to meet