Now just because we're kids Because we're sort of small Because we're closer to the ground And you are bigger pound by pound You have no right, you have no right To push and shove 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 not shout You have no right, you have no right To boss and beat us little kids about... Just because you've 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 someday, 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 push and shove us little kids around