Looking out a dirty old window
Down below the cars in the city go rushing by
I sit here alone and I wonder whyFriday night and everyone's moving
I can feel the heat but it's soothing
Heading down, I search for the beat in this dirty townDown town the young ones are going
Down town the young ones are growingWe're the kids in America
We're the kids in America
Everybody live for the music-go-roundBright ligths the music get faster
Look boy, don't check on your watch, not another glance
I'm not leaving now, honey not a chanceHot-shot, give me no problems
Much later baby you'll be saying never mind
You know life is cruel, life is never kindKind hearts don't make a new story
Kind hearts don't grab any gloryWe're the kids in America
We're the kids in America
Everybody live for the music-go-roundCome closer, honey that's better
Got to get a brand new experience
Feeling right
Oh don't try to stop baby
Hold me tightOutside 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 youWe're the kids in America
We're the kids in America
Everybody live for the music-go-roundWe're the kids
We're the kids
We're the kids in America
Songwriters
R. SMITHPublished by
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