Looking out the dirty old window,
Outside the cars in the city go rushing by,
I sit here alone and i wonder why
Friday night and everyones moving
I can feel the heat but its soothing, heading down,
I search for the beat in this dirty town

Chorus

Down town the young ones are going (x2)
We're the kids in america (whoo oa) (x2)
Everybody live for the music-go-round

Bright lights the music gets faster
Look boy dont shut back your eyes but another glance
Im not leaving now honey not a chance
Hotshot give me no problems
Much later baby youll be saying nevermind
You know life is cruel lies its never kind

Good night dont make me in a story
Good night so grab a little glory
Were the kids in america (whoo oa) (x2)
Everybody live for the music go round

Look closer honey thats vagely
Got to get a brand new expeirence see me ride
Oh dont try to stop baby hold me tight
Outside a new day is starting
Outside suburbia is sprawling everywhere
I dont want to go baby
New york to east california
Theres a news coming I warn ya

-Chorus till the end-