Steve Bell (Cartoons Artist) - The Crooked Beat lyrics

Start the car lets make a midnight run Across the river to South London To dance to the latest hi-fi sound Of the ba**, guitar and drum Seekin' out a rhythm that can take the tension off Steppin' in and out of that crooked crooked beat Take a piece of cloth, a coin for thirst For the sweat will start to run With a cymbal splash, a word of truth And a rockin' ba** and drum (Chorus) One by one they come on down From the tower blocks of my hometown Steppin' with the rhythm of the musical beat Drownin' out the pressure of the crooked street (Chorus) It has a crooked past this crooked street Where cars patrol this crooked beat Badges flash and sirens wail They'll be takin' one and all to jail Whooooo Prance! Prance! You want a law to dance? Whooooooo This particular one is a crooked crooked beat Whaaaa It's a bird, it's a plane No, it's a dog (?) (Chorus) (Repeat 1st verse) Seekin' out a rhythm This particular one is a crooked crooked beat