More songs by Billie Joe Armstrong
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Description
Bass: Bill Schneider
Mixer, Producer: Billie Joe Armstrong
Lead Vocals: Billie Joe Armstrong
Drums: Chris Dugan
Unknown: Chris Dugan
Masterer: Chris Dugan
Guitar: Jason White
Writer: Marty Wilde
Writer: Ricky Wilde
Lyrics and translation
Original
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
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 lives for the music-go-round
Bright lights, the music gets faster
Look, boy, don't check 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-
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 lives for the music-go-round
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 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
We're the kids
We're the kids in America
We're the kids
We're the kids
We're the kids in America