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