Took the 79 a fridaynight With a sixpack of beer and a bottle of wine It was nine o'clock and I felt fine Gonna meet the band and get drunk Stepped out of the bus and looked around There stood B-boy and Johan They were drinking beer in the sun Erik was at the bar Another night in town B-boys fooling around All the shallowed people got us bored And the cops were shouting - Beat the poor Two hours 'til midnight, next stop was The Royal Pub where all the rudekids rock Erik, the cellblock rebel stood ouside Tried to charm a rudegirl with a skanking tune She said - Alright, wanna come inside So he left us that fridaynight