Riots on the city streets
And the flag is down
Dressing up in colors
As the clash into the rival town
And the flag is down
Dressing up in colors
As the clash into the rival town
The playboys of the western world
Young aggression marching
On the cobblestones
The new artistic high class
Never had the feeling they belong
The playboys of the western world
I remember standing there
Between the earth and air
Oh, they won't ever come between us
Another blew against his head
And he fell into the wall
It's better than just giving up
You can fight for what you want and have it all
The playboys of the western world
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