Hip Hop Kids Portugal. The Man

[Intro]
Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh, ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah
Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh, ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah
Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh, ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah
Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh, ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah

[Verse 1]
I went out to take a walk with my baby daughter
Grabbed her coat from Paris; that one I bought her
And we brought some bread to feed the swans
But they were already gone, they were already gone

[Chorus]
Yeah-yeah, the punks are done, fuck those rock n' rollers
All you hip-hop kids think we give a shit, well
We don't, we don't, we don't
We don't, we don't, we don't

[Post-Chorus]
Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh, ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah
Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh, ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah

[Verse 2]
I'm the mother's son, that fuckin' holy roller
And I just stand still
Watch the world grow colder
And I can't change, I can't change