There's the ro*cka billy c*ats 
with their po*mps 
real hi*gh 
Wearin' bla*ck 
drape co*ats, 
all real gone gu*ys
Cool skinhe*ads with 
their rolled-up je*ans
Lookin' real tou*gh 
and mi*ghty me*an

There's a rumble in Brighton toni*ght
Ri*ngside seats for the neighborhood fi*ght
There a*in't a da\mn thi*ng 
that the\ co*ps ca\n do*
There's a ru*mble in Bri*ghton tu\oni*ght
		round
They sew fi*shhooks 
under their co*llars
They got razors
 in their sho*es
I*** said, Go cat go*, 
their battle cry
World Wa*r III is startin' to brew
Now the skinheads all use black jacks
And they're lookin' mighty me*an
They got chains wrapped around their fi*nge.....rs
And their heads are all shaved clean

There's a rumble in Brighton toni*ght
Ri*ngside seats for the neighborhood fi*ght
There a*in't a damn thi*ng that the cops can do*
There's a ru*mble in Bri*ghton tu\oni*ght

		guitar solo

Well, there ain't a man left standin'
So let's all go get a beer
No team is a winner
So we'll see you all next year

There's a rumble in Brighton toni*ght
Ri*ngside seats for the neighborhood fi*ght
There a*in't a damn thi*ng that the cops can do*
There's a ru*mble in Bri*ghton tu\oni*ght
Rumble in Brighton tonight
Rumble on the beach tonight
Rumble in Brighton tonight
Rumble on the beach tonight
There ain't a damn thing that the cops can do
Line right up for a sideline view
Ringside seats for the neighborhood fight
There's a rumble 
in Brighton 
tu....ona..........ight