Look at that guy, he's got hawk on his head He's wearing high boots and knee-holed pants Black leather and chains, bracelets and pins He's punk, he's subculture, he's kid of the streets Kids of the streets It's violent times Kids of the streets It's violent age Kids of the streets They have to fight Kids of the streets Fight to survive And this one's a psycho, his temples are shaved He's also in high boots and rolled up pants His hair sticks up high and it's colored red He's kid of the streets, rock'n'roll is in his head And this one's a skinhead - the working class pride Don't care about politics cause it's full of lies High boots and black laces, black bomber's on him Short hair and side whiskers - he's kid of the streets