| Clenched Fists, Black Eyes |
|---|
| You say you’re scared, we’re not to blame |
| Cause mindless violence ain’t our claim |
| A new breed’s here, we’re gonna stay |
| And break down all your shallow ways |
| Cause we are the new kids |
| We’ve got our heads |
| We’ll keep on fighting |
| 'Til old ways are dead |
| Clenched fists, black eyes! |
| (2x) |
| We’re aiming for a different goal |
| Succeeding where the hippies failed |
| But one thing’s sure and you can bet |
| We’ll be more than a drugged-out threat! |
| (Repeat Chorus) |
