The Big Fight

Went over to the village square I heard the bikers brought despair I heard they hit us bad as can be They're jiving hard on violent fantasy Oh please On your knees Over at the city hall I heard the bikers burnt it all Now the leaders wearing a suit He's riding high on all the loot Bad fruit Nice boots That roach in the jean jacket He's running quite a racket Those thugs in the skyscraper now They're children playing god Ain't it odd? Bumming around the slaughterhouse Wearing a shirt that's got Mickey Mouse Got my grip on the knife Gotta take a life to feed my lovely wife Looks like We lost Big fight Looks like we lost the big fight