Panic on the streets of London
panic on the streets of Birmingham
I wonder to myself
could life ever be sane again
on the Leeds side streets that you slip down
I wonder to myself
hopes may rise on the Grasmeres
but honey pie, you're not safe here
so you run down
to the safety of the town
but there's panic on the streets of Carlisle
Dublin, Dundee, Humberside
I wonder to myself
Burn down the disco
hang the blessed D.J.
because the music that they constantly play
it says nothing to me about my life
hang the blessed D.J.
because the music they constantly play
on the Leeds side streets that you slip down
on the provincial towns that you jog 'round

Hang the D.J.
Hang the D.J.
Hang the D.J...

Move it to the front
Reaching for the light
Loosing all control
Using all your might
Wheels are gonna spin
Asses gonna shake
We are gonna kick
Walls are gonna break

The road is hard
The fight is tough
Gonna play it fast
She likes it rough
With my strength
With all my soul
Makin' love
I'm losing control

Guts begin to churn
Minds are in haze
Hell is gonna burn
Axes in a blaze
Go in for the kill
Always on the run
Fighting for you life
The battles never won

Move it to the front
Reaching for the light
Losing all control
Using all your might
Wheels are gonna spin
Asses gonna shake
We are gonna kick
Walls are gonna break

Backs are turned
Rock and roll
To the wall
I'm losing my mind