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