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Everybody's looking for last gang in town |
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You better watch out for they're all comin' around |
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The sport of today is exciting |
| [00:26.06] |
The in crowd are into infighting |
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When some punk sees some rock-olla |
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It's rock and roll all over |
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In every street and every station |
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Kids fight like different nations |
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And it's brawn against brain |
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And it's knife against chain |
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But it's all young blood |
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Flowing down the drain |
| [01:01.96][02:06.81][03:44.14] |
The Crops hit the Stiffs |
| [01:01.96][02:07.88][03:44.41] |
An' the Spikes whipped the Quiffs |
| [01:01.96][02:09.83][03:46.16] |
They're all looking 'round |
| [01:15.34][02:19.60][03:55.78] |
For the last gang in town |
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Meanwhile down in black town |
| [01:28.50] |
Those old soul rebels are haingin' around |
| [01:34.19] |
An' when some punk come alooking for sound |
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Rastaferi goes to ground |
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The white heart flipped his pocket dipped |
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'Cos a black sharp knife never slips |
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And they never say to one another |
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That tomorrow we might kill our brothers |
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Down from the edge of London |
| [03:07.76] |
The rockabily rebels came |
| [03:10.85] |
From another edge of London |
| [03:14.16] |
Skinhead gangs call out their name |
| [03:16.95] |
But not the Zydeco kids |
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From the high rise |
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Though they can't be recognized |
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When you hear a cajun fiddle |
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Then you're nearly in the middle |
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Of the last gang in town |
