[Intro]
Everybody's lookin' for
Last gang in town
Ya' better watch out, boy
They're all comin' around
[Verse 1]
The sport of today is excitin'
The in-crowd are in for infightin'
When some punk sees your rock-olla
It's rock and roll all over
In every street and every station
Kids fight like different nations
And it's brawn against brain and knife against chain
But it's all young blood flowin' down the drain
[Chorus]
The crops hit the stiffs and the spikes whipped the quiffs
They're all lookin' 'round
The crops hit the stiffs and the spikes whipped the quiffs
They're all lookin' 'round for the last gang in town
[Verse 2]
Meanwhile down in a’ blacky town
Those old soul rebels are hangin' around
And when some punk come a'lookin' for sound
Rastafari goes to the ground
The white heart flipped the pocket dipped
Because a black sharp knife never slips
And they never say to one another
That tomorrow we might kill our brothers
Everybody's lookin' for
Last gang in town
Ya' better watch out, boy
They're all comin' around
[Verse 1]
The sport of today is excitin'
The in-crowd are in for infightin'
When some punk sees your rock-olla
It's rock and roll all over
In every street and every station
Kids fight like different nations
And it's brawn against brain and knife against chain
But it's all young blood flowin' down the drain
[Chorus]
The crops hit the stiffs and the spikes whipped the quiffs
They're all lookin' 'round
The crops hit the stiffs and the spikes whipped the quiffs
They're all lookin' 'round for the last gang in town
[Verse 2]
Meanwhile down in a’ blacky town
Those old soul rebels are hangin' around
And when some punk come a'lookin' for sound
Rastafari goes to the ground
The white heart flipped the pocket dipped
Because a black sharp knife never slips
And they never say to one another
That tomorrow we might kill our brothers
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