Back Against The Wall

You yell out in defiance You're backed up against the wall They're up there clutchin' their guns man And it makes you feel real small So you can cuss, spit, throw bottles Broken gla*s But it ends up With handcuffs on your hands You run around and spray paint Graffiti on everybody's wall You think that's bitchin' man That ain't nothing at all So you can cuss, spit, throw bottles Broken gla*s But it ends up With a swift kick to your a*s You yell out in defiance You're backed up against the wall They're up there clutchin' their guns And it makes you feel real small So you can cuss, spit, throw bottles Broken gla*s But it ends up With handcuffs on your hands