Who are you and what does it mean
  To brand yourself part of an underground scene?
  Without the passion, you've sold your soul
  To gain some measure of control
  Somehow it seems that the point was missed
  The power's in your head, not in your fists
    Over the years
  We had to rise
  We did it our way
  There was no compromise
    Countless others have come and gone
  They make some noise and they move right along
  It's not an image that we are portraying
  It's not a game that other's like playing
  We'll never break and we're not going to bend
  This is one message for us to send
    Over the years
  We had to rise
  We did it our way
  There was no compromise
    Thanks to Adam S (duckiestheman@hotmail.com) for these lyrics