you come in here and try to push us around we may be young but we'll hold our ground you say that you don't like our noise these are instruments, not fucking toys if there's trouble in the air then i'm not far behind if its trouble that you want, then it's trouble you will find if you come in here looking for a fight you picked the wrong time, this is our place tonight you come up in here, and try to strike fear we wont take your shit, you're gonna get hit you come in here like you're running this place but there's a hundred kids who wanna smash your face but i'll be the one to grab you by the hair punch out your teeth and throw you DOWN THE STAIRS