Rumble in Brighton (Live)

There's a rumble in Brighton tonight
One, two, three, four

There's the rockabilly cats with their pomps real high
Wearing black drape coats, all real gone guys
Cool skinheads with their rolled-up jeans
Looking real tough and mighty mean

There's a rumble in Brighton tonight
Ringside seats for the neighborhood fight
Ain't a damn thing that the cops can do
There's a rumble in Brighton tonight

They sew fishhooks under their collars
They got razors in their shoes
I said, 'Go cat go,' their battle cry
World War Three is starting to brew

Now the skinheads all use blackjacks
And they're looking mighty mean
They got chains wrapped around their fingers
And their heads are shaven clean

There's a rumble in Brighton tonight
Ringside seats for the neighborhood fight
Ain't a damn thing that the cops can do
There's a rumble in Brighton tonight

There ain't a man left standing
So let's all go get a beer
No team is a winner
We're gonna see you all next year

Well, there's a rumble in Brighton tonight
Ringside seats for the neighborhood fight
There ain't a damn thing that the cops can do
There's a rumble in Brighton tonight

Rumble in Brighton tonight
Rumble on the beach tonight
Rumble in Brighton tonight
Rumble on the beach tonight

There ain't a damn thing that the cops can do
Line right up for a sideline view
Ringside seats for the neighborhood fight
There's a rumble in Brighton tonight



Credits
Writer(s): James Mcdonnell, Brian Setzer
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