Tytuł: Kids In America

• Wykonawca: Bouncing Souls
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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 . . .