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Kids In America

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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 dirty town Down town the young ones are going Down town the young ones are growing We're the kids in America (ohhh) We're the kids in America (ohhh) 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 Kind hearts don't make a new story Kind hearts don't grab any glory We're the kids in America (ohhh) We're the kids in America (ohhh) Everybody live for the music-go-round Da, da, da, da, da, da, da x4 Come closer, honey that's better Got to get a brand new experience Feeling right Oh don't try to stop baby New York to California theres a new wave coming we warn ya We're the kids in America (ohhh) We're the kids in America (ohhh) Everybody live for the music-go-round Da, da, da, da, da, da, da x4 We're the kids We're the kids We're the kids in America We're the kids We're the kids Kkkkids in America (we're the kids) We're the kids We're the kids We're the kids in America We're the kids We're the kids Kkkkids in America (we're the kids) OHHH!

(Peace Song) God Bless The World-while You Bless America

Greg Jones "GOD BLESS THE WORLD-While You Bless America"
GOD BLESS THE WORLD-While You Bless America (lyrics) By Greg Jones*BMI*Orville Records*2004*All rights reserved Please learn the words to this Anthem for Worldwide Peace...Copy them...pass them out...sing them...learn them...LIVE THEM!! I turn on the news and see troubles, what's all this fighting for, why can't we try living together, and have a world where everybody wins, nobody suffers, each soul on earth should be cherished, no more or less in God's eyes, my brothers, my sisters, I know if we try, we can live together, under God's sky, 1st chorus: God bless the world, not just America, God bless the whole wide world so our kids can live in harmony (God bless the world) Look into the hearts of the children, you can see the future in their eyes, it's up to us to reassure them, that the world will be a brighter place when we realize, Peace is the answer, the solution, I pray someday that we'll see, then no more war, no fighting, no killing, no hate, it's got to change, and it starts with you and me, I'm praying, chorus: God bless the world, not just America, God bless the whole wide world, so we can live in Peace, God bless the world, while you bless America, no more hatred, war or greed, so our kids can live in harmony...(Harmony-God bless the world) for the children (kids) God bless us, God bless us, Every man, woman, boy or girl, everybody all across the world..God bless us, God bless us, together we can change the land, we've got the whole world in our hands CHORUS: (kids) Look into our eyes, can't you hear our cries, for Peace in the world, under God's sky (repeat)...everybody all across the world (slow fade) copyright 2004*All music/lyrics by GREG JONES*BMI*Orville Records*216/531-7676*P.O. Box 43678*Richmond Hts., Ohio 44143 All rights reserved

Shop For America

Bratmobile
You're not allowed to say a thing at all If you can't prove that what you're for But hey man if I know one thing Well, I won't fight your fuckin' war This ain't our town No, this ain't our town This ain't our town Go tell my lost friends in Texas So what's the meaning and what's the message? Don't mess with Texas Don't mess with Texas Don't mess with Texas ???? Texas This ain't our town No, this ain't our town This ain't our town Kids in America Shop for America Kids in America Shop for America Kids in America Shop for America Well, I don't cater to Republicans Who say they're punk when they're just drunk And I don't cater to the other party Who make amends with bodies in the trunk This ain't our town No, this ain't our town This ain't our town And the sun is going down This ain't our town No, this ain't our town This ain't our town Na na na nanananana na Kids in America Shop for America Kids in America Shop for America Kids in America Shop for America

House I Live In, The

FRANK SINATRA "Duets II"
Writer(s): Robinson/Allen What is America to me A name, a map, or a flag I see A certain word, democracy What is America to me The house I live in A plot of earth, a street The grocer and the butcher Or the people that I meet The children in the playground The faces that I see All races and religions That's America to me The place I work in The worker by my side The little town the city Where my people lived and died The howdy and the handshake The air a feeling free And the right to speak your mind out That's America to me The things I see about me The big things and the small That little corner newsstand Or the house a mile tall The wedding and the churchyard The laughter and the tears And the dream that's been a growing For more than two hundred years The town I live in The street, the house, the room The pavement of the city Or the garden all in bloom The church the school the clubhouse The millions lights I see But especially the people - Yes especially the people That's America to me

Over The Border (To America)

Graham Parker "Struck by Lightning"
A man smokes and a dog stretches A woman works and a kid kvetches I'm ridin' on a road that stretches Over the border to America Over the border to America (INTRO) I got nothin' but lonesome time A backyard and a religious shrine There must be something better over there Over the border to America (INRO There's a lot of versions of the honest truth One for them and baby one for you One for the rich one for the poverty stricken One for the healthy and one for the sick and One for the tortured and one for the slave One they tell you when they put you in your grave One for the businessman with someone else's money One for the beggar with nothing in his belly (INTRO) We got one room to live in wife, child and man Not much bigger than an ice cream van Sometimes we walk a mile and stand and stare Over the border to America (INTRO) I stood and watched as the wall came down Heard the freedom bell begin to sound Watched the hammer as it hit the ground Saw the sickle spinning round and round Now don't make us out to be peons or fools We're into Zeppelin and Paula Abdul Now we're all gonna live in that cultural mecca Order everyone a triple decker We're gonna buy a thousand pair of nylons Come and live on Staten Island Oh Liberty let me walk in there Where law and justice are always fair There's only one place to get your share Over the border to America Over the border to America

Kids In America

Catch 22
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 dirty town. Down town the young ones are going. Down town the young ones are growing. We're the kids in America. Everybody live for the music-go-round. Bright ligths the music get 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. Kind hearts don't make a new story. Kind hearts don't grab any glory. 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 you.

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