Crawling up from the underground
Beneath the street, is where we're found
STILL not like them And not like you
Brooklyn Bastards through and through

We see things in different light
And never been afraid to fight
The underdogs, the odd men out
You don't know what we're about

Far too long we've been held back
This is our turn to attack
Brooklyn bastards We won't quit
So you'll just have to deal With it!

Bastards!
Bastards!
Bastards!
Bastards!