Rude & the Gang - Lyrics - Fay Lovsky

Come on, there's six of us, rude & the gang OK Come on, we're dangerous, come on out we'll play So we smashed a phonebox, it was terrific jive But clumsy Clive got glass in his eyes, so now we're only five Come on, there's five of us, rude & the gang OK Come on, we're dangerous, come on out we'll play So we kicked in a window, laughs galore (ha ha ha) But silly Sue got blood in her shoe, so now we're only four So we got 'em spraycans, for gorey graffiti But one blew up in Sammy's hands, so now we're only three Hard luck for all of us, but we just can't be beat Come on there's three of us, rude & the gang OK Come on, we're dangerous, come on out we'll play So they shut our musicpub, youthclub, coffeeshop too Hard luck for all of us, but let's stay one the move Come on there's three of us, rude & the gang OK Come on, we're dangerous, come on out we'll play-ay-ay So we cut 'em tires, a lot of fun to do But gritty Chris cut his wrist, so now we're only two Come on there's two of us, rude & the gang OK Come on, we're dangerous, come on out we'll play Come on! Come on! Come on! Come on! Come on! Come on!