Riots on the city streets

And the flag is down

Dressing up in colors
As the clash into the rival town

The playboys of the western world

The playboys of the western world

Young aggression marching
On the cobble stones

The new artistic high class

Never had the feeling they belong

The playboys of the western world

The playboys of the western world

I remember standing there
Between the earth and air

Oh they won't ever come between us

Another blew against his head
And he fell into the wall

It's better than just giving up
You can fight for what you want and have it all
The playboys of the western world

The playboys of the western world

The playboys of the western world

The playboys of the western world