johnny boy had a pint in his hand and a chip on his shoulder that night his drunken eyes roamed around the room he was looking for another fist fight late that night after midnight he hollered for another round that drink ended up in johnny boy s face and the walls came a tumblin down fists in the air and backs against the wall riot drunken upstart you will never fall put a record on turn off the radio fists in the air and backs against the wall once upon a time on a sunday night a crew sat on a train their man had missed his shots their team had lost and the lager rushed through their veins they left the tubes skins filled the streets bristol was the enemy the cops rushed in to control the crowd and were crushed in the anarchy fists in the air and backs against the wall riot drunken upstart you will never fall put a record on turn off the radio fists in the air and backs against the wall do you work for a living for another does a punch clocktrack your time are your hearts and your values on your shortsleeve is your family at home in mind this union s fists are in the air our backs are against the wall here we are united we stand here we are divided we fall fists in the air and backs against the wall riot drunken upstart you will never fall put a record on turn off the radio fists in the air and backs against the wall fists in the air and backs against the wall riot drunken upstart you will never fall put a record on turn off the radio fists in the air and backs against the wall