There's gangsters in the bars

Honest John he's ringing cars

Triads go to war

Fighting for a strip-tease bar


Believe every word I say

Today is just a perfect day

I just want to be

Burning up a motorway


Gypsy's in the ring

Betting for a fist of bling

Punks are on the street

Chocking on the city heat


Yardies dealing crack

Cops are fighting in the trap

The Angels never die

On Iron Horses made to fly


Rapsters in the park

Hookers trading in the dark

I keep driving in my car

My eyes are blind we've gone to far