Tekst piosenki
When you threw us out your house we didn't make no fuss Now you come to our place and you wanna play? Yes we're the brats dangling off the jungle gym And if you wanna ride the swings rich boy you're gonna hafta pay CHORUS: It's all a question of location Knowing your kith and kin Knowing your station Your Daddy may own the town But we own the playground Tramp little dirt-clouds with your nice new shoes Pick out pebbles from the nooks of your knees You had to know that here you were gonna lose On our turf we're careful to pick battles like these CHORUS
