Start the car lets make a midnight runAcross the river to South LondonTo dance to the latest hi-fi soundOf bass, gui
tar and drumSeeking out a rhythm that can take the pressure offStepping in and out of that crooked crooked beatTake a piece
of cloth, a coin for thirstFor the sweat will start to runWith a cymbal splash, a word of truthAnd a rocking bass and drum
Seeking out a rhythm that can take the pressure onStepping in and out of that crooked crooked beatSo one by one they come on
downFrom the tower blocks of my home townStepping with the rhythm of the rockers beatDrowning out the pressure of the crook
ed beatSeeking out a rhythm that can take the tension onStepping in and out of that crooked crooked beatIt has crooked past
this crooked streetWhere cars patrol this crooked beatBadges flsh and sirens wailThey'll be taking one and all to jailPra
nce! Prance! You want a law to dance?