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
pre
downtown the young ones are going
downtown the young ones are growing
we’re the kids in america whoa
we’re the kids in america whoa
everybody live for the musicgoround
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
hotshot give me no problems
much later baby you’ll be saying nevermind
you know life is cruel life is never kind
pre
kind hearts don’t make a new story
kind hearts don’t grab any glory
we’re the kids in america whoa
we’re the kids in america whoa
everybody live for the musicgoround
post
la la la lala laa
la la la lala la sing
la la la lala laa
la la la lala la
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
pre
new york to east california
there’s a new wave coming i warn ya
we’re the kids in america whoa
we’re the kids in america whoa
everybody lives for the musicgoround
post
la la la lala laa
la la la lala la sing
la la la lala laa
la la la lala la
we’re the kids
we’re the kids
we’re the kids in america
we’re the kids
we’re the kids
we’re the kids in america
we’re the kids
we’re the kids
we’re the kids in america
Artist: Kim Wilde
Year: 1982
Decade: 80s
Language: en
Word Count: 209