Underdog World Strike

I am a foreigner and I'm walking through new streets But before I want to I see the same deeds Inherited by few a power machine That crushes you and strangles you Right in your sleep But be it me, or it's you, the leisure cla*s I think we all know: That be it punk, hip-hop, be it a reggae sound It is all connected through The gypsy part of town... Let's go! It's the underdog world strike! And let your Girl Scouts lip-synch about the freedom Just the way you like them, but soon enough you'll see them Soon enough they all turn around And soon enough you'll see them in a different part of town But be it me, or it's you, the leisure cla*s I think we all know: That be it punk, hip-hop, be it a reggae sound It is all connected through The gypsy part of town... Let's go! It's the underdog world strike!