Hip Hop Kids

Oooh, aaahh
Oooh, aaahh

Oooh, aaahh
Oooh, aaahh

I went out to take a walk with my baby daughter

Brought her coat from Paris, that one I bought her

And we brought some bread to feed the swan's
But they were already gone, they were already gone

Yeah, yeah, the punks are done
Fuck those rock and roller's
All the hip hop kids

Think we give a shit, well
We don't, we don't, we don't
We don't, we don't, we don't

Oooh, aaahh
Oooh, aaahh

I'm your mother's son, that fuckin' holy roller
And I just stand still
Watch the world grow colder

And I can't change, I can't change
Yeah, yeah, the punks are done
Fuck those rock and roller's
All the hip hop kids

Think we give a shit, well
We don't, we don't, we don't
We don't, we don't, we don't

And I got work to do when
I'll play with your head in your hands
I'll just lay with my head in my hands

Oooh, aaahh
Oooh, aaahh

I'm not afraid to die
Don't care if I get older
Cry, cry, no I don't cry
I just take it over
I just take it over

Oooh, aaahh
Oooh, aaahh
Oooh

You love those rock and roller's
Oooh
You love those rock and roller's