Watching the people get lairy    Is not very pretty I tell thee    Walking through town is quite scary    And not very sensible either    A friend of a friend he got beaten    He looked the wrong way at a policeman    Would never have happened to Smeaton    And old Leodiensian    La-ah-ah, la la lalala la    Ah-ah-ah, la la lalala la       I predict a riot, I predict a riot    I predict a riot, I predict a riot       I try to get to my taxi    A man in a tracksuit attacks me    He says that he saw it before me    And wants to get things a bit gory    Girls scrabble round with no clothes on    To borrow a pound for a condom    If it wasn't for chip fat they'd be frozen    They're not very sensible       La-ah-ah, la la lalala la    Ah-ah-ah, la la lalala la       I predict a riot, I predict a riot    I predict a riot, I predict a riot       And if there's anybody left in here    That doesn't want to be out there       Watching the people get lairy    Is not very pretty I tell thee    Walking through town is quite scary    And not very sensible       La-ah-ah, la la lalala la    Ah-ah-ah, la la lalala la       I predict a riot, I predict a riot    I predict a riot, I predict a riot       And if there's anybody left in here    That doesn't want to be out there       I predict a riot, I predict a riot    I predict a riot, I predict a riot