Why do pigs bother us Who cares what we look like Who makes the fuss Making us move along all the time Even though we've committed no crime Descend on youth You know it's the truth Confinement on the street The system can't be beat They raid the clubs and give us fines They're out there to control your minds A violent arrest of every kind While prisoners wait and stand in line Descend on youth You know it's the truth Confinement on the street The system can't be beat