We´ve got strong bones and thick skin, 
encasing hearts full of hope. 
Minds to fight with, stronger than any fist. 
Good friend, good times and wide smiles 
- we got that PMA. Think you can take this away? 
Think you can rain on this parad? 
Think again, we´ll keep right on marching, 
playing hard, keep screaming, we´ll keep moving, 
we´re not giving in. We may not be rich, 
but we´ve got mare than most, 
and we`re more than content with "discontent". 
Bonds,like iron chains, tested in fire and fights, 
they don´t break - and we won´t let them. 
We keep them oiled, they won´t wear down, 
and you won´t ever wear us down.