Rival Tribal Revel Rebel, Part 2 Crass

Cor blimey

Cor blimey guvnor I'm the big 'un
Cop an eyeful of this muscular arm
Being tough'n'tough is my kind of fun
But, of course I never do no harm
Ain't my fault I like cracking bones
Gives me a funny kind of thrill
And I can't help smiling at the pathetic moans
When I go in for the kill

Tribal wars are raging, there's a battlefield on the street
There's games to play
And hell to pay
When the rival tribal rebels meet

Why can't people just leave me be?
Can't help doing what I do
I'll do anybody who ain't like me
So forget your what, why or who
I ain't got no purpose and I don't give a fuck
I never asked for this life
If you're looking for reasons you're out of luck
I'll show you the point with my knife

Tribal wars are raging, no-one's safe out on their own
The gangs are about
And they scream and shout
So you'd better not be caught alone