Paroles: Casualties. Nightmare.

This is thee sound of an army in rage
The kids are taking over the streets again
The sound of broken bottles in the night, intense fright
Look out the punx are back, the crew is out tonight

Attack, Attack the crew is out again
It's a nightmare

No more preaching for the kids of today
The youth are unemployed and full of hate
Drinking fucking beer until daylight breaks
You can see the anger in their fucking faces
Angry fucking kids, urban youth of today
The system fucked them up, in their eyes you see hate
Sound of broken bottles in the night intense fright
Look out the punx are back, the crew is out tonight

Attack, Attack the crew is out again

It's a nightmare

This is the sound of an army enraged
The kids are taking over the streets again
Another rebel youth is on the make
Your not street smart, you'll never understand
Chaos is the rule for the youth of today
Drinking 40 ounces in the dark alley ways
Sound of broken bottles in the night intense fright
Look out the punx are back, the crew is out tonight