Kids standing in the streets

Angry faces and weapons on their feet

Broken step broken bottles on the ground

Tension's thick you can feel it all around



A bottle flies someone falls to the ground

There's a pool of blood and there's fighting all around

Blood runs hot and no one asks why

Runs like the respect that they always get denied

Dead end boys they push out to keep us down

So we stick together so we don't get pushed around

Dead end boys you say but what'd you expect

At the bottom of the ladder you take what you can get

Standing by each other's the way it's got to be

Not turning on your brothers like the ones we always see

No knife in your back every time your back is turned

What you give you get, get respect and don't get burned

The papers show the hatred but not the fire in our eyes

Show the violence in the streets but don't ask why

We'll take their lies take their abuse and we deal with it all

Cause at the end of the day we still stand tall



Dead end boys in the streets

Dead end boys weapons on their feet

Dead end boys won't keep us down

Dead end boys won't push us down