KIM WILDE - Kids In America 94 lyrics

Written by Ricky & Marty Wilde

Everybody live for the music-go-round

Everybody live for the music-go-round

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 fell the heat

But it's shooting

Heading down

I search for the beat in this dirty town

Everybody live for the music-go-round

Everybody live for the music-go-round

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 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 never mind

You know life is cruel, life is never kind

Everybody live for the music-go-round

We're the kids in America

We're the kids in America

Everybody live for the music-go-round