Boy you know it's a jungle out here
Amongst the block there's a smell of fear
Like lambs to the slaughter and they got the taste
Don't lose your life it would be such a waste
Stay at home and listen to your mother
You can talk the talk but I wouldn't bother
Gripped with fear you don't want to fight
Bruce grove bullies are out tonight
There's a deadly calm out on the street
A sound of running on hot concrete
War cries echo through an empty town
What goes up has got to come down
Stay at home and listen to your mother
You can talk the talk but I wouldn't bother
Gripped with fear you don't wanna fight
Bruce grove bullies are out tonight
Bruce grove bullies
Bruce grove bullies
Bruce grove bullies are out tonight