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[Originally by The Ruts] it's a very small world in the middle of a crowd the room gets dark when the music gets loud the rudies want to groove but there's no room to move 'cause the floor is packed tight a voice shouts loud "we'll never surrender" a voice in the crowd "we'll never surrender" a hand in the air fight propaganda never surrender, never surrender skins in the corner staring at the bar the room starts dancing to some heavy heavy ska the room is so hot people dripping with sweat the punks in the corner, screaming like staring at the rude boys staring at the rude boys dancing with the rude boys dancing with the rude boys staring at the rude boys a bunch of skins, marching on ten while some stand there saluting the air (oi!) they wanna be pirates but the sea is not calm tattooed crossbows on their arm's the lights come alive in a blinding flash the dance floor clears as the mutants clash everybody leaves as the heavy's arrive someone hits the floor, someone takes a dive Aus Songtexte Mania