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, Whoo-ooh
We're the kids in America, Whoo-ooh
Everybody live 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, 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, Whoo-ooh
We're the kids in America, Whoo-ooh
Everybody live for the music-go-round

I said...
Yeah!
I said...
Yeah!

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 east California
There's a new wave coming I warn you

We're the kids in America, Whoo-ooh
We're the kids in America, Whoo-ooh
Everybody live for the music-go-round

I said...
Yeah!
I said...
Yeah!

We're the kids...
We're the kids...
We're the kids in America [x3]