Nowhere kids

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 (the fucking 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 (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

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