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