The kids are right the kids are wrong 
Pound your chest and sing this song 
To my right my left the ollie kids call 
Come weak come strong come one come all

Ollie ollie oxen free 

This city’s ours not a fashion club
The will to stand runs through our blood 
In the pits of life we’re all the same 
This is our family despite our names 
From Archer Ave to the scum of the lake 
This fist full of knuckles got a world to shake 
These kids are strong never stuck in a rut 
If they do there’s just a swift kick in the gut 
I’ll never fear a pistol crack 
Cause the Ollie kids always got my back 
These city streets are under our boots 
With Chicago our home Chicago our roots