There's a war in the city
it happens every night
all dressed up and
lookin' for a fight
a myriad of frat boys
out on the attack
they're all f**ing drunk
and looking for a skull to crack
it's an urban warfield
don't walk alone
it's an urban warfield
we might hafta fight
our whole way home
because the future of america
is roving through the streets
trying to kick out the sh** outta
every one of us they see
These stupid a**holes think
that they're always right
they wanna kick my a**,
but I won't go down without a fight
at 2am
when the bars let out
from several blocks away
we can hear'em shout
we're gonna have to fight,
or we're gonna hafta run
this motherf**er looks
like he weighs a half a ton
War.