Biografia:
The Ruts were a reggae-influenced British punk rock band, notable for the 1979 Top 10 hit "Babylon's Burning." Thier debut album The Crack was produced by Mick Glossop and released in September 1979, reaching number 16 in the UK Albums Chart. Singles "Babylon's Burning" and "Something That I Said" were re-recorded for the album. The band were active in anti-racist causes and played a number of benefits for Rock Against Racism.
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Main guitar riff (palm muted):
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Dm Am
It's a very small world in the middle of a crowd
Dm Am
the room gets dark when the music gets loud
Dm Am
treble cuts thru' when the rythm takes the bite
Dm Am
but there's no room to move 'cause the floor is packed tight
Dm Em
A voice shouts loud
F
'we'll never surrender'
Dm Em
a voice in the crowd
F
'never surrender'
Dm Em F
A hand in the crowd flying propaganda:
Dm Em F
'never surrender, we'll never surrender'
Dm Am
The skins in the corner are staring at the bar
Dm Am
the rude boys are dancing to some heavy heavy ska
Dm Am
it's getting so hot people are dripping with sweat
Dm Am
the punks in the corner are speeding like a jet
G
Staring at the rude boys
staring at the rude boys
F
dancing with the rude boys
dancing with the rude boys
G
staring at the rude boys
staring at the rude boys...
Dm Am
A bunch of peers march in on the dm's
Dm Am
with some standing there saluting the air
Dm Am
they wanna be pirates but the sea is not calm
Dm Am
tattooed crossbows on their arm
Dm Em
A voice shouts loud
F
'we'll never surrender'
Dm Am
a voice in the crowd
F
'never surrender'
Dm Em F
Another hand fly propaganda,
Dm Em F
propaganda, propaganda
Dm Am
The lights come alive in a blinding flash
Dm Am
dance floor clears as the mutants clash
Dm Am
everyone leaves when the heavy's arrive
Dm Am
someone hits the floor, someone takes a dive
G
Staring at the rude boys
staring at the rude boys
F
dancing with the rude boys
dancing with the rude boys
staring at the rude boys
staring at the rude boys...
Staring at the rude boys
staring at the rude boys
dancing with the rude boys
dancing with the rude boys
staring at the rude boys
staring at the rude boys..
G
We'll never surrender
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G-10-10-10-10-14-10-14-10---------------
D-12-12-12-12-12-12-12-12--10-10-10-10--
A--------------------------12-12-12-12--
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Dm Am
It's a very small world in the middle of a crowd
Dm Am
the room gets dark when the music gets loud
Dm Am
treble cuts thru' when the rythm takes the bite
Dm Am
but there's no room to move 'cause the floor is packed tight
Dm Em
A voice shouts loud
F
'we'll never surrender'
Dm Em
a voice in the crowd
F
'never surrender'
Dm Em F
A hand in the crowd flying propaganda:
Dm Em F
'never surrender, we'll never surrender'
Dm Am
The skins in the corner are staring at the bar
Dm Am
the rude boys are dancing to some heavy heavy ska
Dm Am
it's getting so hot people are dripping with sweat
Dm Am
the punks in the corner are speeding like a jet
G
Staring at the rude boys
staring at the rude boys
F
dancing with the rude boys
dancing with the rude boys
G
staring at the rude boys
staring at the rude boys...
Dm Am
A bunch of peers march in on the dm's
Dm Am
with some standing there saluting the air
Dm Am
they wanna be pirates but the sea is not calm
Dm Am
tattooed crossbows on their arm
Dm Em
A voice shouts loud
F
'we'll never surrender'
Dm Am
a voice in the crowd
F
'never surrender'
Dm Em F
Another hand fly propaganda,
Dm Em F
propaganda, propaganda
Dm Am
The lights come alive in a blinding flash
Dm Am
dance floor clears as the mutants clash
Dm Am
everyone leaves when the heavy's arrive
Dm Am
someone hits the floor, someone takes a dive
G
Staring at the rude boys
staring at the rude boys
F
dancing with the rude boys
dancing with the rude boys
staring at the rude boys
staring at the rude boys...
Staring at the rude boys
staring at the rude boys
dancing with the rude boys
dancing with the rude boys
staring at the rude boys
staring at the rude boys..
G
We'll never surrender
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