Left your school, the same old story Sold your days to get some money You better clock in or will get fired Thursday night, fed up and tired Barking dogs, soldiers and tanks This ain't gonna be a paceful time Gatecrashers at the Bogside Get out our fucking yard! Rocks, bottles, gasoline We will give you a very hard time ♪ Morning light, all deaf and blind Was no craic, we're missing one His mum's crying, they took him away Persecuted by the Red Hand uniform They will lock up your bones but not your thoughts Can't you hear them shooting down your rights Gatecrashers at the Bogside Get out our fucking yard! We are ready for the next long night Even we're just twenty This one's for the kids, this one's for the kids No chance for the kids but they don't care This one's for the kids, this one's for the kids Try to stop the kids, they will not care The old town is burning tonight The boys got just here right on time, yeah! ♪ Bogside kids, Bogside kids This one's for the kids, this one's for the kids Try to stop the kids, they will not care This one's for the kids, join the Derry kids Try to stop the kids, they will not care No chance for the kids, but they don't care