Karaoké Kids in America Billie Joe Armstrong

Lookin' out a dirty old window

Down below the cars in the city go rushin' by

I sit here alone and I wonder why

Friday night and everyone's movin'

I can feel the heat but it's soothin'

Headin' down

I search for the beat in this

Downtown the young ones are goin'

Downtown the young ones are growin'

We're the kids in America

We're the kids in America

Everybody live for the music-go-round

Bright lights

The music gets faster

Look boy don't check your watch

Not another glance

I'm not leavin' now

Honey not a chance

Hot-shot give me no problems

Much later baby you'll be sayin'

Nevermind

You know life is cruel, life is

Kind hearts don't make a new story

Kind hearts don't grab any glory

We're the kids in America

We're the kids in America

Everybody live for the music-go-round

Shah la la la la la la

Shah la la la la la

Shah la la la la la la

Shah la la la la la

Come closer honey, that's better

Gotta get a brand new experience

Feelin' right

Oh don't try to stop

Baby hold me tight

Outside a new day is dawnin'

Outside suburbia's sprawlin' everywhere

I don't want to go baby

New York to East California

There's a new wave comin'

I warn ya

We're the kids in America

We're the kids in America

Everybody live for the music-go-round

Shah la la la la la la

Shah la la la la la

Shah la la la la la la

Shah la la la la 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