Staring At The Rude Boys

It's a very small world in the middle of a crowd

the room gets dark when the music gets loud

treble cuts thru' when the rythmn takes the bite

but there's no room to move 'cause the floor is packed tight

A voice shouts loud

'we'll never surrender'

A voice in the crowd

'Never surrender'

A hand in the crowds flying propaganda:

'Never surrender, we'll never surrender'

The skins in the corner are staring at the bar

the rude boys are dancing to some heavy heavy ska

it's getting so hot people are dripping with sweat

the punks in the corner are speeding like a jet

Staring at the rude boys

Staring at the rude boys

Dancing with the rude boys

Dancing with the rude boys

Staring at the rude boys

Staring at the rude boys...

A bunch of peers march in on the DM's

with some standing there saluting the air

they wanna be pirates but the sea is not calm

tattooed crossbows on their arm

A voice shouts loud

'we'll never surrender'

A voice in the crowd

'Never surrender'

Another hand fly fly propaganda,

propaganda, propaganda

The lights come alive in a blinding flash

dance floor clears as the mutants clash

everyone leaves when the heavy's arrive

someone hits the floor, someone takes a dive

Staring at the rude boys

Staring at the rude boys

Dancing with the rude boys

Dancing with the rude boys

Staring at the rude boys

Staring at the rude boys...

Staring at the rude boys

Staring at the rude boys

Dancing with the rude boys

Dancing with the rude boys

Staring at the rude boys

Staring at the rude boys...

(fighting)

we'll never surrender x 8