Last Gang In Town

Everybody's looking for

Last gang in town

You better watch out for

They're all comin' around

The sport of today is exciting

The in crowd are into infighting

When some punk sees some 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 flowing down the drain

The crops hit the stiffs an' the spikes whipped the quiffs

They're all looking 'round

The crops hit the stiffs an' the spikes whipped the quiffs

They're all looking 'round for the last gang in town

Meanwhile down in black town

Those old soul rebels are haingin' around

An' when some punk come looking for sound

Rastaferi goes to ground

The white heart flipped the pocket dipped

'Cos a black sharp knife never slips

And they never say to one another

That tomorrow we might kill our brother

The crops hit the stiffs an' the spikes whipped the quiffs

They're all looking 'round

The crops hit the stiffs an' the spikes whipped the quiffs

They're all looking 'round for the last gang in town

Oh, come on, come on

[Incomprehensible]

Yeah, come on, come on

Come on an' yell out, baby

Down from the edge of London

The Rockabily rebels came

From another edge of London

Skinhead gangs call out their name

But not the Zydeco kids from the high rise

Though they can't be recognized

When you hear a cajun fiddle then you're nearly in the middle

Of the last gang in town

The crops hit the stiffs an' the spikes whipped the quiffs

Now, they're all looking 'round

The crops hit the stiffs an' the spikes whipped the quiffs

They're all looking 'round for the last gang in town

Where are they now?

Where are they now?