[Byford/Quinn/Oliver/Dawson/Gill]

 When I went to school
 I was nobody's fool
 No good for me
 I was living carefree
 Staying out all night
 Learning to fight
 I got the dirty
 I was tough, I was mean

 It was up to me
 Stree-stree-stree-street fighting gang

 I don't need no spelling
 I take my winning when I'm ready
 But you wouldn't be alike
 When we learn to fight
 When we start to roam
 Then you'd better stay home
 'Cause I'm a member of the street elite
 You know it's trouble to all we meet

 It was up to me
 Fighting through the night
 Doing alright
 We might take your life
 Street fighting gang
 Street fighting gang

 If I take you out one night
 And you're risking your life
 If I show you the blade
 You got a fool in your brain
 'Cause I don't give a [bad word]  no
 'Cause I don't know you
 I'm a member of the street elite
 You know it's trouble to all we meet

 It was up to me
 Street fighting gang
 Street fighting gang

 I'm in a street fighting gang
 Street fighting gang
 I'm in a gang
 The gang