Lyrics Rude Boys - Artificial Eyes

Rude Boys

Ultra smart clothes and short cropped hair,
concrete jungle, they don’t care.
Shake hands with the bouncer, this is your club.
Rude Boys Army — Fists up, fists up, fists up, fists up!
Rude boys, rude boys — in every town, in every town!
Reggae beats — and Two Tone sound.
I want a rude boy army back on the streets.
I want The Specials playing for you and me.
Madness, Madness — heavy monster sound.
We’re in Gangsterville, bullets all around.
Rude boys, rude boys — in every town, in every town!
Reggae beats — and Two Tone sound.
Damn!
All those hip kids downtown,
Sporting ridiculous styles all round.
Our soundsystems will blow them away,
from Berlin to London, Kingston and L.A.
Rude boys, rude boys — in every town, in every town!
Reggae beats — and Two Tone sound.
Fists up, fists up, fists up, fists up!
Fists up, fists up, fists up, fists up!
Fists up, fists up, fists up, fists up!
Fists up, fists up, fists up, fists up!