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
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
A generation with no place
A generation of all your sons and...

We are the people that you hate
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...
Smile...
Smile...

We are the people that you hate
We are the bastards that you created
A generation with no place
A generation of all your sons and.....

We are the people that you hate
The fucking bastards that you created
A generation with no place
A generation of all your sons and daughters