| Song | Staring At The Rude Boys |
| Artist | The Ruts |
| Album | The Crack/Grin And Bear It |
| It's a very small world in the middle of a crowd | |
| The room gets dark when the music get's loud | |
| Treble cuts thru when the rhythm takes the bite | |
| But there's no room to move cause the floor is packed tight | |
| A voice shouts loud “we'll never surrender!” | |
| A voice in the crowd “never surrender!” | |
| A head in the clouds, blind propaganda | |
| “Never surrender, we'll never surrender!” | |
| The skins in the corner are staring at the bar | |
| The Rude Boys are dancing to some heavy heavy ska | |
| It's getting so hot people ‘re dripping with sweat | |
| The punks in the corner are speeding like a jet | |
| Staring at the Rude Boys, staring at the Rude Boys | |
| Dancing with the Rude Boys, dancing with the Rude Boys | |
| Staring at the Rude Boys, staring at the Rude Bo-hoys | |
| A bunch of BM's march in on DM's | |
| And some standing there saluting the air | |
| They wanna be pirates but the sea is not calm | |
| Tattooed crossbones on their arms | |
| A voice shouts loud “we'll never surrender” | |
| A voice in the crowd “never surrender” | |
| Another head bowed, blind propaganda, propaganda, propaganda | |
| The lights come alive in a blinding flash | |
| Dancefloor clears as the victims clash | |
| Everyone leaves when the heavies arive | |
| Someone hits the floor, someone takes a dive | |
| Staring etc | |
| We'll never surrender 8x |
| It' s a very small world in the middle of a crowd | |
| The room gets dark when the music get' s loud | |
| Treble cuts thru when the rhythm takes the bite | |
| But there' s no room to move cause the floor is packed tight | |
| A voice shouts loud " we' ll never surrender!" | |
| A voice in the crowd " never surrender!" | |
| A head in the clouds, blind propaganda | |
| " Never surrender, we' ll never surrender!" | |
| The skins in the corner are staring at the bar | |
| The Rude Boys are dancing to some heavy heavy ska | |
| It' s getting so hot people ' re dripping with sweat | |
| The punks in the corner are speeding like a jet | |
| Staring at the Rude Boys, staring at the Rude Boys | |
| Dancing with the Rude Boys, dancing with the Rude Boys | |
| Staring at the Rude Boys, staring at the Rude Bohoys | |
| A bunch of BM' s march in on DM' s | |
| And some standing there saluting the air | |
| They wanna be pirates but the sea is not calm | |
| Tattooed crossbones on their arms | |
| A voice shouts loud " we' ll never surrender" | |
| A voice in the crowd " never surrender" | |
| Another head bowed, blind propaganda, propaganda, propaganda | |
| The lights come alive in a blinding flash | |
| Dancefloor clears as the victims clash | |
| Everyone leaves when the heavies arive | |
| Someone hits the floor, someone takes a dive | |
| Staring etc | |
| We' ll never surrender 8x |