Now just because we're kids
Because we're sorta small
Because we're closer to the ground
And you're bigger pound by pound
You have no right
You have no right
To push us little kids around.

Now just because your throat
has got a deeper voice
And lots of wind to blow it out
At little kids who dare to shout
You have no right
You have no right
To push and beat us little kids around

Just because you have
whiskers on your face to shave
You treat us like a slave
So what? It's only hair.
Just because you wear
A wallet near your heart
You think you're twice as smart
You know that isn't fair
But we'll grow up one day
And when we do I pray
We won't just grow in size and sound
and just be bigger pound by pound
I'd hate to grow like some I know
Who like to push and shove us little kids around.