Lyrics:

Tim wrote this song after a show in South Central LA Hoover Recreation Centre with endless fights through the night, with big groups of kids beating people up. One of the bands at the show got beat up.Let's go
They call it a scene, I call it disaster
Down here the kids grow up faster
Scared, they're scared to the bone
Like a pack of wolves, they don't run alone
One on one, they won't look you in the eye
But when the pack's together, there's a battle cry
I saw it fifteen on one
When the crowd dispersed, the kid was done
No (No more)
No (Bad town)
No more bad town
No (No more)
No (Bad town)
No more bad town
Yeah
Down there, you gotta have a label
Just like a cattle in a stable
Knee jerk reaction, I call it violence
Why speak out when you could be silenced?
Down there, out on the dance floor
Too much violence, I don't want more
Down there, out on the street
I can see the air, I can see the heat

No (No more)
No (Bad town)
No more bad town
No (No more)
No (Bad town)
No more bad town
No more bad town

No (No more)
No (Bad town)
No more bad town
No (No more)
No (Bad town)
No more bad town
All right!
No (No, no)
No (No, no)
No more bad town
No (No, no)
No (No, no)
No more bad town

No (No more)
No (Bad town)
No more bad town
No (No more)
No (Bad town)
No more bad town
No more
Bad town
No more bad town