Musically, this is decent as far as American skinhead stuff goes, but lyrically it’s pretty much more of the same hackneyed fodder—working 9 to 5 sucks/I’m an outsider/don’t disrespect this great nation/this one goes out to the troops—that one would expect. To their credit, they kept the odes to drinking to themselves this time out.
–jimmy (www.coretexrecords.com)