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Kids on the street, running from heat Drinking, thrashing, think it's neat A dancing smashing wrecking crew Is that what punk rock means to you? Men in black and men in blue Desperate for something to do Are they just bored or is it work? You can be a cop without being a jerk Here come lil' friskies - All marching in a line But who's to say we're not to blame? Youth, the eternal crime Fifteen and you're shooting speed Hope you like the life you lead So sure you're doing nothing wrong Too high to understand this song Throwing rocks at passing cars No wonder why the shows all stop Drunk in public, got no class You can be a punk without being an ass Here come lil' friskies - All in their riot gear They call us freaks, they call us fags SongtexteBut one in ten's a queer Better watch out, don't get busted in Frisco They slap the cuffs and whip out the Crisco Kids in the parking lot drinking beer Is a thrill or numbing fear? Taking loads and getting dusted Don't understand why you get busted Don't know if there's any hope The cops end up with the best dope I still dream of a world of peace Cause punks are human just like police Here come lil' friskies - All marching in a line But who's to say we're not to blame? Youth, the eternal crime Aus Songtexte Mania