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 systems   And 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 onstage they ain't got no roots, rock rebel   Onstage they ain't got no roots, rock rebel      Dress back jump back this is a bluebeat attack   Cause it won't get you anywhere fooling with your guns   The British Army is waiting out there   And 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 rockers in the UK, they won't notice anyway   They're all too busy fighting   For a good place under the lighting   The new groups are not concerned   With what there is to be learned   They got Burton suits, huh, 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   I'm only looking for fun      Just listen, leave me alone   I'm only looking for fun