Dead End Kids

Man I got to tell you this feeling inside i get when,

me and my boys are synchronized.

Like a little explosion in what's left in my brain,

telling me to move while the world's insane.Put on a record on the stereo,

I loose myself and before i know the choir goes.Us dead end kids got a place to go,

we take our home with us where we go.I'll sit hours on end and I dream and pretend,

can almost feel the hot spotlights.

And all those nights up on the stage,

man I never wanna leave that place to go.

Here I feel alright.