He was a well-bred boy, from a skinhead family
But he had gone badly wrong to the great despair of his father
He had thrown away his baton, sold his Docs and then his brain
And even his superb nunchacks that he had for his 15th birthday
Skinhead with long hair
It's emancipation
Under his scalp
Tenderness has won
His bomber jacket grew
His tattoos too
Flowers replaced
The snake and the sword
He went to Nepal where skins are not legion
br/>With his tattoo

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