Ejected Carnival
Skinheads went to a carnival looking for a fight Notting Hill Gate was fun, not a ruck in sight Police were dancing with the blacks, even drinking wine Everyone had a laugh, everything was fine
Oh Yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah
Punks were pogoing to the beat of the jungle drums No one getting nasty, everione getting drunk Lots of people dancing all along the street Carnival of '82, full of dancing feet
