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