Lyrics:

[Originally by The Offspring]

Uno, dos, quattro, cinco, cinco, seise

You gotta keep 'em separated

Like the latest fashion
Like a spreading disease
The kids are strappin' on their way to their classrooms
Gettin' weapons with the greatest of ease

The gangs stake their own campus locale
And if they catch you slippin' then it's all over pal
If one guy's colors and the other's don't mix
They're gonna bash it up, bash it up, bash it up, bash it up

Hey, man you talkin' back to me, take him out
You gotta keep 'em separated
Hey, man you disrespecting me, take him out
You gotta keep 'em separated

Hey, they don't pay no mind
If you're under eighteen, you won't be doin' any time
Hey, come out and play

By the time you hear the sirens
It's already too late
One goes to the morgue, the other to jail
One guy's wasted and the other's a waste

It goes down the same as the thousand before
No one's getting smarter, no one's learning the score
Your never ending spree of death and violence and hate
Is gonna tie your own rope

Hey, man you talkin' back to me, take him out
You gotta keep 'em separated
Hey, man you disrespecting me, take him out
You gotta keep 'em

Hey, they don't pay no mind
If you're under eighteen, you won't be doin' any time
Hey, come out and play