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