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