Beaten and bashed, by a group of teens You're left lying, in your own blood Rebellious youths, on a vicious rampage You're in the wrong, place at the wrong time Bottles smashed, over your head Kneecaps smashed, in by a club... On the ground, in excruciating agony As steel cap, lands in your mouth... On your back, gasping for air As your teeth fall, down the back Of your throat You can taste your own blood And feel the... Pain Beaten and bashed, by a group of teens You're left lying in your own blood Rebellious youths on a vicious rampage You're in the wrong, place at the wrong time