Many years ago I had a vision. The vision became
reality. Making myself heard was my decision. To show
my devotion and loyalty. Now many people have come and
gone. Maybe they just weren’t meant to be. But there
was man who had to carry on. And that man, it was me.

There comes a time in a man’s life when you have to
stand by what you believe. Your true friends will stand
by you while others decide to leave. You face the
pressures of every day life, they try to grind you
down. But to your heart you remain true, for glory you
are bound.

I’m just a skinhead bound for glory. With guitar in my
hand I will tell you my story. You may find my music
discriminatory. But I’m just a skinhead bound for
glory.

Now many years have passed before me, right before my
eyes. I have seen the heartbreak and sorrow, before the
media’s lies. But that heartbreak and sorrow has made a
better man of me. Mister I will never change, for this
is my destiny. The problems may be never ending, we’re
always fighting  the music must still go
on, forever, for eternity.

I’m just a skinhead bound for glory. With guitar in my
hand I will tell you my story. You may find my music
discriminatory. But I’m just a skinhead bound for
glory.

I’m just a skinhead bound for glory. With guitar in my
hand I will tell you my story. You may find my music
discriminatory. But I’m just a skinhead bound for
glory.