Tekster: 7 Seconds. Clenched Fists, Black Eyes.

You say you're scared, we're not to blame
'Cos mindless violence ain't our claim,
A new breed's here, we're gonna stay,
And break down all your shallow ways
[Chorus]
'Cos 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]