Should she be glad about how far we've come this day and age? Should she save the money for a late cab ride home with her wage? Should she bear the old fart explaining the world and its way? Should she be blamed because she dressed as she liked that day? Should they be selling pepper spray at every goddamn shop? Should they keep up the thread? It's the strangers in a mob Should limitations be so old that they are forgotten about? Should they spread the blame? The whore or the boyscout Going nightjogging In the wrong neighbourhood Although mama told me That I never should Going nightjogging In the wrong part of town Just try and touch me You're going down He should know it's C19H28O2 that's poisoning the wells He should know the lethal end of all these locker room tales He should bear the whistle that he blows when he wants to grope He should admit there are two different worlds on this globe We should see no boy's born a man It is what he becomes We should not scare our daughters We must teach our sons We should know Violence has no race No religion No class But we should not deny what gender it has Going nightjogging In the wrong neighbourhood Although mama told me That I never should Going nightjogging In the wrong part of town Just try and touch me You're going down And boys won't be boys Yes, boys won't be boys Won't be boys Boys won't be boys