Goldie Lookin' Chain - Roller Disco Lyrics
"Roller Disco"The first time that I met my mateWas in the roller rink where I went to skateIt was early in the decade around '83Back then Maskell's was the place to bePay two quid for your entry feeI glide into the arena, ecstasyWhen you were seven you didn't realiseMost of the adults were stoned out of their eyesSome jacked up on the seats around the edgeOthers were so fcuked that they turned into vegI didn't care cos I made my pledgeRollskating at Maskell's got respectI used to listen to Public EnemyErik B and Rakim and BVSMPBut before that, in 1983I'd go breakdancing after my teaDown the youth club, eating the fruit pastelsSaturday morning I'd go down to Maskell'sIt was my favourite place to goDancing all day at the Rollerdiscone-ne-ne-ne-ne-ne-ne-ne-ne-nineteen eighty threeWhen Maskells is over it's out on your bikeDoing bunny hops and wheelies if you likeNicking from the shop and comparing your NikeDropping bricks onto trains was a delightThen I'd find a weak kid and have a fightUse your pocket money to buy a head band for the nightFrom Fussels, Newport's health-sports storeThis is the stuff I used to do beforeDraw... Paul Hardcastle, ne-ne-nineteenWas always played on the rollerdisco sceneI would listen to music 'til I went deafSkating around backwards to Axel FEven back then I was still wearing goldThey had an ice rink upstairs, so I was toldIt was ecstasy going round a pillarDoing a special dance to Michael Jackson's ThrillerYou-You-You-You-You-You-You-You-You fukin' knows itne-ne-ne-ne-ne-ne-ne-ne-ne-nineteen eighty threeEating cola cubes and watching Grange HillRiding my chopper to the Chip shop in PillI didn't know words like Cunny or VagGetting my 200 metres swimming badgeBack then you were seven, I was eightI only just started to masturbateWhen I was in school the days went slowCos I was dreaming of a fukin' rollerdiscoI didn't smoke, I didn't drink boozeI collected star wars stickers and bubble gum tattoosStuck 'em on my face cos it made me feel hardThen popped into the shop to buy some football cardsFinished the album, Panini '83Get back home in time for the A-Team and teaThen watch Bullseye, and Saint and GreavsieThen go to bed, 'til tomorrow, see?I watch the A-Team and Airwolf tooBefore I found drugs and started sniffing glueRiding round the lane on my Grifter or my ChopperEven back then I was a hip-hopperne-ne-ne-ne-ne-ne-ne-ne-ne-nineteen eighty three
