Last Gang in Town - Remastered

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?