Watching the people get lairy It's not very pretty I tell thee Walking through town is quite scary It's 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 An Old Leodensian La... la, la, la, la, la Ah... la, la, la, la, la I predict a riot I predict a riot I predict a riot I predict a riot I tried to get to my taxi The man in a tracksuit attacks me He said that he saw it before me And wants to get things a bit gory Girls scrabble 'round with no clothes on To borrow a pound for a condom If it wasn't for chip fat they'd be frozen They're not very sensible La... la, la, la, la, la Ah... la, la, la, la, 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, oh Watching the people get lairy It's not very pretty I tell thee Walking through town is quite scary Not very sensible La... la, la, la, la, la Ah... la, la, la, la, 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