Left your school, the same old story
Sold your days to get some money
You better clock in or will get fired
Thursday night, fed up and tired
Barking dogs, soldiers and tanks
This ain't gonna be a paceful time
Gatecrashers at the Bogside
Get out our fucking yard!
Rocks, bottles, gasoline
We will give you a very hard time
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Morning light, all deaf and blind
Was no craic, we're missing one
His mum's crying, they took him away
Persecuted by the Red Hand uniform
They will lock up your bones but not your thoughts
Can't you hear them shooting down your rights
Gatecrashers at the Bogside
Get out our fucking yard!
We are ready for the next long night
Even we're just twenty
This one's for the kids, this one's for the kids
No chance for the kids but they don't care
This one's for the kids, this one's for the kids
Try to stop the kids, they will not care
The old town is burning tonight
The boys got just here right on time, yeah!
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Bogside kids, Bogside kids
This one's for the kids, this one's for the kids
Try to stop the kids, they will not care
This one's for the kids, join the Derry kids
Try to stop the kids, they will not care
No chance for the kids, but they don't care