in the daytimes when we go to sleep cuz in the
night were gonna hit the streets at 10 oclock
goin out to the docks north beach is where were
gonna meet war were gonna make a pact war no goin
back war were all self castaways war and were
gonna get away ya where gonna hit the street we
cant wait for rumble beach molotov cocktails
bombs away we cant wait for rumble beach war 9
oclock when my boots go on war steel knuckles and
my wraparounds war theyre all lazy rockers war and
were all out of bounds on the balconies and down
to the beach theryre drivin their cars up and
down the streets look at the skirts they aint got
no shirts and if we want em gotta kill em first
its all bout you