Four young men, greasy hair
Don't know zip
Leather jackets, big packets
Into it, into it. [ Lyrics from: http://www.lyricsmode.com/lyrics/a/adam_and_the_ants/scorpio_rising.html ]
Knock 'em dead sweetie, then sock four
My body, cha-cha, and orf
Four young men on big bad bikes
Ben hur daddy argent!
Give me a flash of white white skin
Above the stocking part
Cool it with the jewels, appreciate
The world finest work of art.
Four young men a-come through hot
The last of the moccasins
Don't sit around with their chi-chi friends
And talk....