'This is a cover of the song Kids In America by Catch 22. I dont own anything. 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 [whoa] (2x) Everybody who lives for the music-go-round. Bright lights the music gets faster. Look boy, don\'t check on your watch, not another glance. I\'m not leaving now, honey not a chance. Hot-shot [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 [whoa] (2x) Everybody who lives for the music-go-round. lalalalalalala lalalalalala [safe] lalalalalalala lalalalalala lalala lalala lala 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 Southern California. There\'s a new wave coming I warn you. We\'re the kids in America [whoa] (2x) Everybody who lives for the music-go-round. lalalalalalala lalalalalala [safe] lalalalalalala lalalalalala lalala lalala lala yeah lets go we\'re the kids we\'re the kids we\'re the kids in America (until the music fades out)'
Tags: punk , ska , kids in america , kids in america cover , Catch 22
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