Tom :F

F                       Bb           F
Everybody's looking for last gang in town
F                        Bb             F
You better watch out for they're all comin' around  
F
The sport of today is exciting   
    C                 F/A   F
The in crowd are into infighting  

When some punk sees some rock-olla  
     C                 F
It's rock and roll all over  
   C                      F
In every street and every station  
C                         F
Kids fight like different nations  
         Bb            F/A
And it's brawn against brain
         Gm            F
And it's knife against chain  
         Bb        F/A 
But it's all young blood   
                 C
Flowing down the drain  
    Fm
The Crops hit the Stiffs  

An' the Spikes whipped the Quiffs  
        Eb               Bb
They're all looking 'round  
Bb       Ab          F
For the last gang in town  
  
Meanwhile down in black town  

Those old soul rebels are haingin' around  

An' when some punk come alooking for sound  

Rastaferi goes to ground  

The white heart flipped his pocket dipped  

'Cos a black sharp knife never slips  

And they never say to one antoher  

That tomorrow we might kill our brothers  
  
Down from the edge of London   

The rockabily rebels came   

From another edge of London  

Skinhead gangs call out their name  

But not the Zydeco kids  

From the high rise  

Though they can't be recognized  

When you hear a cajun fiddle  

Then you're nearly in the middle  

Of the last gang in town
(Outro) A  F  A  F