Hip Hop Kids

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 swans,
But they were already gone, they were already gone.
Ya ya the punks are tough
All the hip hop kids
Think we give a ****, well
We dont, we dont, we dont.
We dont, we dont, we dont.
Im your mothers son, that ******* holy roller
And I just stand still
Watch the world grow colder
And I cant change, I cant change.
Ya ya the punks are tough
But those rock and rollers
All the hip hop kids
Think we give a ****, well
We dont, we dont , we dont.
We dont, we dont, we dont.
And I got work to do when
Ill play with your head in your hands
Ill just lay with my head in my hands.
Im not afraid to die.
Dont care if I get older.
Cry, cry, no I dont cry,
I just take it over.
I just take it over.
You love those rock and rollers.
You love those rock and rollers.