Mr. Rock 'N' Roll you look so right. With your clothes so dark and you hair so bright. Hanging round The Ship and the West End clubs. With the Midnight Boys and The Marquee mugs.
I'm coming at you with the spirit of the street. From the ghettos with a hardcore beat. It don't matter if you're black or white. It's not your colour that makes it right.
You got no money and your feeling down. Can't find it when you want it around. You see that record and you want it so much. I'll think I'll take it and try my luck.
There's a handy little firm at the game today. Having a laugh for causing trouble on way. Rucking on the terraces bundles in the street. Fighting for glory in half lit streets.
I went to school with Joey James said he's gonna make it anyway. Football, crime, rock n' roll Nothing else could save his soul. Headed out on his motorbike We were sixteen and loved a fight.
Gareth Southgate stood on the spot. Couldn't believe the chance he got. He'd be a hero with one toe punt. But sent it at the keeper oh what a cunt. SOUTHGATE'S GOING HOME, HE'S GOING HOME.
Caught up in something. You didn't wanna do. It's not your fault so I'll leave it up to you. I'm trying, You're buying. One thing left to say. That there must be a better way.
Reality punk is all together. Fighting each other just ain't clever. You've got the wrong enemy picking on a friend. If we don't stand together then this is the end.
Lying in wait they come. Dressed in red of course having fun. Trumpets blow height of their day. Fox will die if they have their way. . [Chorus]. Sabotage [x3] the hunt today.
Street punk where you belong. They say their right you know their wrong. Bored on the street there's nothing to do. Everyday your taken for a fool. Reject you don't fit in.
Stole the name from the working class. Turned us into working brass. Sweating till my back breaks everyday. Take the long walk through the factory gates.
Been banned from the Whiskey A Go Go. Been banned from a club in Soho. Been banned From Red Lion Square. Been banned from every where. No one likes us.
We grew up together when we were only kids. Fighting against a world that didn't really exist. Don't know where it went wrong. And I don't know who to blame.
Didn't want the dole money in his hand. So he formed a chaos band. He didn't depend on anyone. He wanted to have some fun. . [Chorus]. Johnny took a chance that's what he said.
All the things that they say to you,. All the deeds that they do to you. All the blame they'll pin on you. Never let it get you down. Take 'em on when they pick on you.
All the things that they say to you,. All the deeds that they do to you. All the blame they'll pin on you. Never let it get you down. Take 'em on when they pick on you.
The glimmer of the past is held so dear. there`s nothing else left for me here. We were young and withstood the knocks. we were the kings of the tower block.
I run a shop upon the hill. I give out orders at my will. People do as they're told. Till the day that they're old. Apart from the work, life's a toss.
In the bar and you're telling lies. 'Bout your fights and you fantasize. Think you're hard but your not at all. Always run when it's back to the wall.
Some say you cards were marked in advance. Gun in your hand and God on your side. a shot rang out on a London night. In a land where justice is a game.