We´ve got strong bones and thick skin,
encasing hearts full of hope.
Minds to fight with, stronger than any fist.
Good friend, good times and wide smiles
- we got that PMA. Think you can take this away?
Think you can rain on this parad?
Think again, we´ll keep right on marching,
playing hard, keep screaming, we´ll keep moving,
we´re not giving in. We may not be rich,
but we´ve got mare than most,
and we`re more than content with "discontent".
Bonds,like iron chains, tested in fire and fights,
they don´t break - and we won´t let them.
We keep them oiled, they won´t wear down,
and you won´t ever wear us down.
