We were raised away from their big houses
Since we were kids we got the cold shoulder
They never counted with us
Yes they never counted with us

We make our living in every street in every corner
Doing the dirty jobs that nobody wants to do
But we are so full of fucking pride
We don't want to change no way

Oooh hated and rejected
And you still have work to do

Sometimes the road could make us fall
But we will always stand up
We are survivors in your social paradise
And our only way out is to fight
Fight fight fight

Oooh hated & rejected
And you still have work to do