Where Have All The Rude Boys Gone - Ted Leo

It's times like these when a neck looks for a knife,

A wrist for a razor, a heart is longing for bullets.

Tension is high under sea and over sky.

Pressure drop, people are acting foolish.

Ooh but it's easy to see!

Ooh we could dance and be free.

Ooh to that 2 tone beat!

But it looks like it's gone.

Gangsters and clowns with a stereotyped sound

It's coming like a ghosst town

Someone always knew it.

Hatred and shame, a racialist game

Cycles of blame someone sang me through it.

Who? well it's easy to see.

Ooh we could dance to be free.

Ooh to that 2 tone beat!

But it looks like it's gone.

I asked jerry, he told terry,

Terry sang a song just for me,

Lynvall gave a message to me,

Rhoda screamed and then she asked me,

"where have all the rude boys gone?"

I asked jerry, he told terry,

Terry sang a song just for me,

Lynvall gave a message to me,

Rhoda screamed and then she asked me,

I asked jerry, he told terry,

Terry sang a song just for me,

Lynvall gave a message to me,

Rhoda screamed and then she asked me,

I asked jerry, he told terry,

Terry sang a song just for me,

Lynvall gave a message to me,

Rhoda screamed and then she asked me,

I asked jerry, he told terry,

Terry sang a song just for me,

Lynvall gave a message to me,

Rhoda screamed and then she asked me,

"where have all the rude boys gone?"