I don't mind, you look at me Question things I wanna be You fool Take the bat, tide your boots The revolution is coming true Ha! Gang time No place to hide Gang time Alright Streets are scared, don't look at me Don't hide my pills, don't drag me down The boys are marching, we're the youth Let's breake the glass, let's spread the news Cuz I don't trust me, and I don't trust you (katyusciabaratela)