When It All Kicked Off

On cobbled streets the brawl began Down Brick Lane in London Town The back drop of the curry shops Set the stage for fisty cuffs The night began as most would plan A bunch of lads some with wags Enjoying beers and laddish chants Heading to a place where we could dance This normal night fell down hill When a mate of mine became quite ill Normally of normal mind The drunk fool thought he'd be unkind And rack his heavily buttoned coat over The bonnet of a passing Sport Range Rover The 4 by 4 slammed on the breaks And my friend realised his mistake Inside this car were 5 hard bastards And unfortunately none of them were plastered And if for the driver the plot was not yet lost When my other mate held his door shut, It definitely was At this point all chaos consumed This tiny street for spicy food.