Kids in America The Muffs Looking out a dirty old window Outside 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 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 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 nevermind 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!) We're the kids in America (Whoa!) Everybody live for the music-go-round La la la la-la la-a La la la la-la la La la la la-la la-a La la la la-la 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 New York to east California There's a new age coming, I warn ya We're the kids in America (Whoa!) We're the kids in America (Whoa!) Everybody lives for the music-go-round We're the kids in America (Whoa!) We're the kids in America (Whoa!) Everybody lives for the music-go-round [Guitar mimics] La la la la-la la-a La la la la-la la La la la la-la la-a La la la la-la la