I was crawling around in my head in the haze of a trance.
Till Rico said, "I'ma turn you onto a sound, cool out your head.
And this is the sound from Camden town. "

And then I heard it like a shot through my skull to my brain,
I felt my fingertips tingle and it started to rain,
When the walls of my bedroom were tremblin' around me,
This ramshackle voice over attack of a bluebeat,
And tellin' me he's only looking for fun.
And this was the sound of the very last gang in town.

As heard by my wild young heart, like directions on a cold dark night,
Sayin', 'Let it out, let it out, let it out… You're doin' all right. '
And I heard it in his chain gang soul.
And it wasn't just the same sad song.
Saying, 'Let it out, let it out, let it out you're doing all right. '
And you're doing all right, are you doin' all right?

And I carried these songs like a comfort wherever I'd go.
They was there when my summers was high, there when she left me alone.
Saying… 'The soul is hard to find. '

And I never got to tell him so I just wrote it down,
I wrapped a couple chords around it and I let it come out,
When the walls of my bedroom trembled around me,
This ramshackle voice over attack of a bluebeat,
And a girl, on the excitement gang.
And this was the sound of the very last gang in town.

[Chorus:]

That was the sound…
Do you hear the sound…
I hear the sound…
Of the very last gang in town…