(White Man) In Hammersmith Palais (Live)

1,2, a'1, 2,3,4

Ooh

Midnight to six, man

For the first time from Jamaica

Dillinger and a'Leroy Smart

Delroy Wilson, your cool operator

Ken Boothe for UK pop reggae

With backin' bands sound systems

If they got anything to say

There's many black ears here to listen

But it was Four Tops all night with encores from stage right

Charging from the bass knives to the treble

But onstage they ain't got no roots rock rebel

Onstage they ain't got no...roots rock rebel

(Dress back, jump back, this is a bluebeat attack)

'Cause it won't get you anywhere

Foolin' with the guns

The British Army is waitin' out there

An' it weighs fifteen hundred tons

White youth, black youth

Better find another solution

Why not phone up a'Robin Hood

And ask him for some wealth distribution?

Punk rocker in the UK

They won't notice anyway

They're all too busy fightin'

For a good place under the lightin'

The new groups are not concerned

With what there is to be learned

They got Burton suits, huh, ya' think it's funny

Turnin' rebellion into money

All over people changin' their votes

Along with their overcoats

If Adolf Hitler flew in today

They'd send a limousine anyway

I'm the all-night drug-prowling' wolf

Who looks so sick in the sun

I'm the white man in the Palais

Just a'lookin' for fun

Only lookin' for fun

Oh, please mister

Just leave me alone

I'm only

Lookin' for fun