Everybody's looking for
Last gang in town
You better watch out for
They are coming around!

The sport of today is exciting
The in-crowd are into in-fighting
When some punk sees some Rock-Ola
It's Rock 'n' Roll all over

In every street and every station
Kids fight like different nations
And it's brawn against brain and it's knife against chain
But it's all young blood flowing down the drain

The Crops hit the Stiffs and the Spikes whipped the Quiffs
They all look around

For the last gang in town

Meanwhile down in Black Town
Those old soul rebels are hanging around
When some punk come a-looking for sound
Rastafari goes to ground

The white heart flipped, his pockets dipped
'Cause a black sharp knife never slips
And they never say to one another
That tomorrow we might kill our brother

Come on, come on, come on!
You Kentucky Fried Chicken?
Yeah, come on, come on!

Down from the edge of London
The Rockabilly Rebels came
From another edge of London
Skinhead gangs call out their name

But not the Zydeco Kids from the high rise
Although they can't be recognized
When you hear a cajun fiddle then you're nearly in the middle
Of the last gang in town

Last gang in town - where are they now?
Last gang in town

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