(Composição: Ricky Wilson, Andrew White, Simon Rix, Nick Baines, Nick Hodgson) Watching the people get lairy Is not very pretty I tell thee Walking through town is quite scary And not very sensible either A friend of a friend he got beaten He looked the wrong way at a policeman Would never have happened to Smeaton And old Leodiensian La-ah-ah, la la lalala la Ah-ah-ah, la la lalala la I predict a riot, I predict a riot I predict a riot, I predict a riot I tried to get in my taxi A man in a tracksuit attacked me He said that he saw it before me Wants to get things a bit gory Girls run around with no clothes on To borrow a pound for a condom If it wasn't for chip fat, well they'd be frozen They're not very sensible La-ah-ah, la la lalala la Ah-ah-ah, la la lalala la I predict a riot, I predict a riot I predict a riot, I predict a riot And if there's anybody left in here That doesn't want to be out there Watching the people get lairy Is not very pretty I tell thee Walking through town is quite scary And not very sensible La-ah-ah, la la lalala la Ah-ah-ah, la la lalala la I predict a riot, I predict a riot I predict a riot, I predict a riot And if there's anybody left in here That doesn't want to be out there I predict a riot, I predict a riot I predict a riot, I predict a riot
