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 feel the heat but it`s soothing 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
Everbody lives for the music go round.
Bright lights
the music gets faster
Look boy
don`t check on your watch not another glanc@
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.
We`re the kids in America
. . .
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 surburbias sprawling everywhere.
I don`t want to go
baby
New York to east California
There`s a newwave coming
I warn you.
We`re the kids in America
. . .
We`re the kids
we`re the kids
We`re the kids in America . . .