We got a fist full of dynamite, a mouth fulla fangs
We Run With Gangs! We Run With Gangs!
We got napalm blood so get out of our way
We Run With Gangs! We Run With Gangs!
You're in with the Teens
Or you're into the dirt
Everybody get down
And nobody get hurt
Don't tell our Moms
They'd never look at us the same...
We run with gangs!
Rolling into class - on our skateboards
And all the teachers screaming - oh my Lord
Our feet up the desk - becuz we're bored
We don't do rules cuz we're too dang hard
Throwing parties - in the teacher's lounge
Drinking soda - and making out
Cherry bombing - the bathroom stalls
Ditching class to hang out at the mall
We ride rad dirt bikes with decal'd flames
We Run With Gangs! We Run With Gangs!
We just ran out of business cards, so remember the name
We Run With Gangs! We Run With Gangs!
It's TGSM
Or it's DOA
Don't mess with us
Or we'll mess up your face
We break all the rules
Except we always look both ways
We run with gangs!
We've no respect - for authority
We're eating cookies - any time we please
Doesn't matter - if we brushed our teeth
We're too hard for cavities!
We're solving mysteries - the grown ups won't touch
Secret societies - and crooked cops
We cracked the case - of the Lost Town Funds
But the mayor won't admit it cuz we're too hot to touch
We got a mouth fulla of dynamite, a fist fulla fangs
We Run With Gangs! We Run With Gangs!
We cooked a barbed wired brunch with quiche lorraine
We Run With Gangs! We Run With Gangs!
It's TGSM
Or it's DOA
Don't mess with us
Or we'll mess up your face
We break the rules
And we break for parades
Yeah you're in with the Teens
Or you're into the dirt
Everybody get down
And no body get hurt
But don't tell our Moms
They'd never look at us the same...
We run with gangs!