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Kids on the Street Lyrics
It's time for a new understanding
If you're one of the many who the family's let go
Hold on, stay together when crashin'
Selling fake hits of acid to a college asshole
I can tell that I disgust
Ugly old faces I see
You call us mallrats;
The town is callous to
The kids on the street
Kids on the street...
Kids on the street...
Kids on the street, yeah...
I know like an animal's knowledge
What you never acknowledge, and prefer to ignore
And I'll go like a brick through a window
There may be no tomorrow, I don't care anymore
Here I am, I ruined your wall,
Talk responsibility
Ugliness, mallrats,
The town is callous to
The kids on the street
Kids on the street...
Kids on the street...
Kids on the street...
All the kids on the street...
Smarmy people, I'd like to blow them all away
Vacant faces and a language of cliches
Hypocrites aspiring to be all the same
I will act on all my dreams
And I'll take things to extremes
This time of new understanding
With the darkness descending and your money all gone
I will hang tough, making weirdness a virtue
I will never desert you in your quest for the dawn
I can tell I disgust
Ugly old faces I see
You call us mallrats;
The town is callous to
The kids on the street
Kids on the street...
Kids on the street...
Kids on the street...
All the kids on the street...
All the kids on the street...
All the kids on the street...
If you're one of the many who the family's let go
Hold on, stay together when crashin'
Selling fake hits of acid to a college asshole
Ugly old faces I see
You call us mallrats;
The town is callous to
The kids on the street
Kids on the street...
Kids on the street, yeah...
What you never acknowledge, and prefer to ignore
And I'll go like a brick through a window
There may be no tomorrow, I don't care anymore
Talk responsibility
Ugliness, mallrats,
The town is callous to
The kids on the street
Kids on the street...
Kids on the street...
Vacant faces and a language of cliches
Hypocrites aspiring to be all the same
I will act on all my dreams
And I'll take things to extremes
With the darkness descending and your money all gone
I will hang tough, making weirdness a virtue
I will never desert you in your quest for the dawn
Ugly old faces I see
You call us mallrats;
The town is callous to
The kids on the street
Kids on the street...
Kids on the street...
All the kids on the street...
All the kids on the street...
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Submitted by
skibz777 On Jun 10, 2008
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