...?

No, ma
...
ma, I ain't giving up
especially not after what girdie did, that fuckin halfwit
nobody believed in me
so I'm gonna do it
I'm gonna make it big in the junkyard
I'm gonna go down those shining roads and tell the world that I can
that I'm not just a junkrat, scavenging for parts that nobody else wants
I'm gonna be king of the high streets, living in the fast lane
blazing past those hoity toity upstreeters
I'm gonna show them that even a rat can take down a bat if they try
their wings are gonna be mine
and I don't know how to fly
but I'm gonna jump anyway
pedal down, no brakes
I'm not gonna watch where I'm lookin
because I don't need to, ma
you see, ma
these streets are filthy
not with trash
but with silver spoons
dropped by upstreeters, left for us scrappers to snag
they don't want em? I'll take em all
all of em
If they come back for em like the pennypinchers they claim they ain't?
"crowbar to the face" as the laners say
nobody takes my dream away from me
I WILL make it big
and I WILL make the fastest fuckin car out of pipes and plates
I don't need no fancy suit
just the shirt ma gave me and the wrench I pried out of girdie's hands years ago
fuck you, girdie, you scab