Nowhere Kids

In the land of dirt and plaster Lies an army of a thousand nowhere kids Losing ground and falling faster Into a life that no one should have to live We are the people that you hate We are the bastards that you created A generation with no place A generation of all your sons and daughters Behind the fake family image Behind the smile of a thousand moms and dads Inside the cage that we've been given I see an image of the future that we don't have We are the people that you hate We are the bastards that you created A generation with no place A generation of all your sons and We are the people that you hate The bastards that you created A generation with no place A generation of all your sons and daughters And what did you expect, a perfect child Raised by TV sets, abandoned every mile We never get respect, never a fair trial No one gives a as long as we smile, smile, smile We are the people that you hate We are the bastards that you created A generation with no place A generation of all your sons and We are the people that you hate The bastards that you created A generation with no place A generation of all your sons and daughters