late night walking streets in shadows   dark faces, all smiles   we're about twenty years old still young,    still lost still confused   still on a short fuse      always outrageous, out of our fucking   minds far from out, far from out,   always outrageous out of our fucking   minds far from out, far from out,   we still shout      "it's ours" "it's ours" this night is ours   "its ours" "its ours" this night is ours   so they said