Little Terrors

When you were young you walked

down the streets

with your short haircut and your scraped-up knees

You were a power-hungry terror with a gun in your hand

and the leader of the gang would never lead you astray

When you were caught and all you

heard was screams

there was still one more that your mother didn't see

You were smokin' and cursin' and just havin' a laugh

and you used to throw rocks at the railroad tracks

(chorus)

No no, you can't play here

Kids with your boots on, you'd better beware

No no, you can't play here

So watch out sonny have fun down there

No no, you can't play here

Kids with your boots on, you'd better beware

One two three four!

Everyone said that school was a

drag

but that's where we learned to pledge allegiance to the flag

Yeah you're never to young to be proud of your land

and your grandfather told you how it was in the past

When the gang got into a fight

there were bloody noses and lots of black eyes

You stick together until the end

'cos in the end we have nothin' but our friends

(chorus) x2