the kids are right the kids are wrong pound your chest and sing this song to my right my left the ollie kids call come weak come strong come one come all ollie ollie oxen free doesn t mean a thing to me go this city s ours not a fashion club the will to stand runs through our blood in the pits of life we re all the same this is our family despite our names from archer ave to the scum of the lake this fist full of knuckles got a world to shake these kids are strong never stuck in a rut if they do there s just a swift kick in the gut i ll never fear a pistol crack cause the ollie kids always got my back these city streets are under our boots with chicago our home chicago our roots