Nowhere Kids

In the land of dirt and plaster

Lies an army of a thousand nowhere kids

losing ground and falling faster

into a life that no one should have to live

We are the people that you hate

We are the bastards that you created (the fucking bastards that you created)

A generation with no place

A generation of all your sons and daughters

Behind the fake family image

Behind the smile of a thousand moms and dads

inside the cage that we've been given

I see an image of the future that we don't have

We are the people that you hate

We are the bastards that you created (the fucking bastards that you created)

A generation with no place

A generation of all your sons and daughters

And what did you expect ... a perfect child

Raised by tv sets ... Abandoned every mile

We never get respect ... Never a fair trial

No one gives a shit ... As long as we smile

We are the people that you hate

We are the bastards that you created (the fucking bastards that you created)

A generation with no place

A generation of all your sons and daughters