Fisticuffs in Frederick Street

Frederick Street was on the news tonight
Outside Fosters club had been a fight
And everytime you go to dig the beat
You will hear a yelp and somebody shouting for help…
Hello, hello, hello, hello, who’s down there?
Who’s down there?
Hello, hello, hello, hello, who’s down there?
Who’s down there?
In the fisticuffs in Frederick Street
I don’t wanna be, I don’t wanna be, you don’t wanna be
We don’t wanna be there.
Fosters club was full up to the brim
Everybody risking life and limb
And just to go and pose at the disco
But posing wasn’t easy and the D. J
He got queasy, blow by blow…
Everything’s silent on Frederick Street
A lonely policeman walks the beat…
Before long everybody’ll know
That Fosters club is not the place to go
Unless you want your head kicking in
You will hear a yelp and somebody shouting for help…