This is our franchise, this is our team, nobody likes us letβs paint the town green
Nobody tells us, what to do. This city work hard, so we play hard too
Watch us blow up like you just lit a fuse
Weβll climb up those poles, that grease is no use
Some of us even eat horse shit to celebrate⦠what else can I say?
Go birds! Weβll fly highβ¦ Iβll shut my mouth, when I die
Weβre all kinda crazy donβt care if you think weβre strange
Go birds! Weβll fly highβ¦ Light it up like the 4th of July
Philly, youβre crazy, promise me youβll never change
Itβs time for me now, to come clean to you. Not a sports guy to tell you the truth
I just love to see working people have a good time
Thereβs so much power when we flood the streets
Imagine if we went against the elites
We outnumber them itβs important to keep that in mind
We are the gears that run the machines, the blood that gives life to this cityβs veins
It wouldnβt run one day without all of you and me
We run the schools, hospitals, and the bus, We donβt need the rich, itβs the rich who need us
Let those dicks fend for themselves and just leave us be
Bridge: We are a working class city
We punch nazis in the face
So letβs take the streets so those bastards see
Who really runs this place