Looking out a dirty old window
Down below the cars in the city go
Rushing by
I sit here alone and i wonder why
Friday night and everyone´s moving
I can fell the heat but it´s shooting
Heading down
I search for the beat in this dirty town
Down town the young ones are going
Down town the young ones are growing
We´re the kids in america
We´re the kids in america
Everybody lives for the music-go-round
Bright lights the music gets faster
Look boy, don´t check on yout watch - not another glance
I´m not leaving now honey not a chance
Hot-shot, give me no problems
Much later baby you´ll be saying - never mind
You know life is cruel, life is never kind
Kind hearts don´t make a new story
Kind hearts don´t grab any glory
Come closer, honey that´s better
Got to get a brand new experience -
Feeling right
Oh don´t try to stop baby - hold me tight
Outside a new day is dawning
Outside suburbia´s sprawling everywhere
I don´t want to go baby
New York to East California
There´s a new wave coming I warn you
We´re the kids, we´re the kids, we´re the kids in America
