One two, one two three four      Midnight to six man   For the first time from Jamaica   Dillinger and Leroy Smart   Delroy Wilson, your cool operator      Ken Boothe for UK pop reggae   With backing bands sound system   If they've got anything to say   There's many black ears here to listen      But it was Four Tops all night with encores from stage right   Charging from the bass knives to the treble   But on stage they ain't got no roots, rock rebel   On stage they ain't got no roots, rock rebel      Dress back and jump back, this is a blue beat attack   'Cos it won't get you anywhere, fooling with the guns   The British Army is waitin' out there   It weighs fifteen hundred tons      White youth, black youth   Better find another solution   Why not phone up Robin Hood   And ask him for some wealth distribution?      Punk rocker in the UK   They won't notice anyway   They're all too busy fightin'   For a good place under the lightnin'      The new groups are not concerned   With what there is to be learned   They got Burton suits, ha, you think it's funny   Turning rebellion into money      All over people changing their votes   Along with their overcoats   If Adolf Hitler flew in today   They'd send a limousine anyway      I'm the all night drug prowling wolf   Who looks so sick in the sun   I'm the white man in the Palais   Just lookin' for fun      Only lookin' for fun   Oh, please this time just give me a nod   Well I'm only, lookin' for fun   Lookin' lookin' lookin' for fun, F U N