The Crooked Beat - Remastered

Start the car lets make a midnight run
 Across the river to South London
 To dance to the latest hi-fi sound
 Of bass, guitar and drum
 Seeking out a rhythm that can take the pressure off
 Stepping in and out of that crooked crooked beat
 Take a piece of cloth, a coin for thirst
 For the sweat will start to run
 With a cymbal splash, a word of truth
 And a rocking bass and drum
 Seeking out a rhythm that can take the pressure on
 Stepping in and out of that crooked crooked beat
 So one by one they come on down
 From the tower blocks of my home town
 Stepping with the rhythm of the rockers beat
 Drowning out the pressure of the crooked beat
 Seeking out a rhythm that can take the tension on
 Stepping in and out of that crooked crooked beat
 It has crooked past this crooked street
 Where cars patrol this crooked beat
 Badges flsh and sirens wail
 They'll be taking one and all to jail
 Prance! Prance! You want a law to dance?