Riots on the city streets And the flag is down Dressing up in colors As the clash into the rival town The playboys of the western world Young aggression marching On the cobblestones The new artistic high class Never had the feeling they belong The playboys of the western world I remember standing there Between the earth and air Oh, they won't ever come between us Another blew against his head And he fell into the wall It's better than just giving up You can fight for what you want and have it all The playboys of the western world