Well, everybody swings and laughs and fights
Smashing, trashing and out go the lights
Kissed a girl and I have no fear
Rolling around in the blood and the beer
It's trouble, trouble
Trouble, trouble
Girls are crying and fists are flying
It's trouble, trouble
Smash the joint, invite the law
All the boys are getting sour
Bottles and bats and motorbike chains
Grab anything that causes pain
It's trouble, trouble
Trouble, trouble
Girls are crying and fists are flying
It's trouble, trouble

Well, all vicious gangs are having a fight
Blood and guts, oh what a sight
Flying bottles and mortal chairs
Cops arrive and no-one cares
It's trouble, trouble
Trouble, trouble
Girls are crying and fists are flying
It's trouble, trouble

Well, everybody swings and laughs and fights
Smashing, trashing, out go the lights
Kissed again and I have no fear
Rolling around in the blood and the beer
It's trouble, trouble
Trouble, trouble
Girls are crying and fists are flying
It's trouble, trouble
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