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