late night at penn state, we exit from the bar

stagger up the stairs, and wish we had a car

cause it's a long walk home and pretty fucking cold

we chat with skins we meet, about the days of old

and bands from skating days, gbh and tedencies

black flag and kennedeys, and everything inbetween

into a crash course of just skins enjoy,

they hollered loud and proud

oi! oi! oi! oi!

so raise your fist in skin head bliss

so raise your fist to a way of life

we start our voyage home out in the bitter cold

and in a drunken state we travel up the road

slowly step by step we drag our drunken guide

up pulls the rhino yelling, "hey would you like a ride?"

oi! oi! to the albino rhino

oi! oi! friends we made

oi! oi! to the albino rhino

so raise your fists like this

in joyous skinhead bliss

so raise your fists like this

raise your fist now just like this

we reached our place at last and chattered over beers

and listened to stories of a skinhead pioneer

then said good bye and it was nearly dawn

i thanked them for the rideand they traveled on

if you're ever at penn state and exit from a bar

and stagger up the stairs and wish you had a car

and walking in the cold is what you don't enjoy

look for the rhino van and holler oi! oi! oi!