You yell out in defiance    You're backed up against that wall   They're up there clutchin' their guns, man and it makes you feel real small   So you can cuss,spit,throw bottles,broken glass   But it all ends with hand cuffs on your hands   You run around and spray paint graffiti on peoples walls   You think that's bitchin, man?   That ain't nothin at all   So you can cuss,spit,throw bottles,broken glass   But it ends with a swift kick to your ass   You yell out in defiance   You're backed up against the wall   They're up there clutchin' their guns, man it makes you feel real small   So you can cuss,spit,throw bottles,broken glass   But it all ends with hand cuffs on your hands