Lyrics for One fight to many by The vaticans

It was a friday night, the feeling it was right
For this streetfighting man, for this streetfighting man
His fists were clenched tight the feeling was right
For this streetfighting man, for this streetfighting man

All the kids were on the side
Watching them have their fight
No one stopped until the end
Now that poor bastards dead

Sirens in the air but he didnt care
For he's a streetfighting man, for he's a streetfighting man
Now he's on the run for murder one
For he's a streetfighting man, for he's a streetfighting man

All the kids were on the side
Watching them have their fight
No one stopped until the end
Now that poor bastards dead