divided we stand together we fall yellow and brown red white and black divided we stand together we fall religion and politics sick of it all divided we stand together we fall divided
You push the boys to prove you're rough You push the girls to prove you're tough Scars on your fists scars on your brain You're a real man, you feel
Fifteen years old and already on your own A house that isn't happy doesn't feel much like a home So you take things in your own hands, you're making
man, I feel alright And we can disagree but we don't have to fight I'm happy with myself, yeah man, I feel alright And we can disagree but we don't have
won't be a part of it, I can think for myself I won't be a part of it, I can think for myself I will stand apart from it, I can think for myself
How can something so cliche, something so pathetic Something so stupid be regarded as poetic With mum on methadone and daddy on the nod It's a picture
Here's a little story about a punk named Jed Greasy stinky hair stuck out his fuckin' head Arrogant and macho and stupid as can be Always quick to tell
