The Pinkerton Thugs - The Times lyrics

Well some kid got the lock down 'Cause he got flip with an officer No you don't do that in this town Unless you can bail yourself out Some kids got the kick down Fightin' straights from Fenway Park But who was in the right now And who still feels the scars? Whoah, pick yourself up now, lets go Now when we come to your town Ain't no one gonna be a thug But we're gonna have a lot of words now So ya tough hoods listen up I seen ya drinkin' down the river I seen ya fightin' at the shows I seen em crawl from every niche around And then I've seen em go These are the times And I don't care how it happens Things just gotta change Are you in it for a lifetime Are you giving back what you take Is what I'm saying sinking in Or is it just another wasted day Theres one thing that they got that we ain't got Its the long arm of the law When the mace came out I clutched the ground Then they kicked me up some more Pick it up punk