The sun goes down He takes the day, but I'm grown And in your way He walks away My tears dry on their own In this blue shade So we are history Your shadow covers me The sky above ablaze

Taking the long way around Taking the long way No I, I could never follow But I, I could never follow Maybe someday, someday I'm gonna settle down My friends from high school Married their high school boyfriends Moved into houses in the same ZIP codes

Take me to the magic of the moment On a glory night Listening to the wind of change Where the children of tomorrow dream away In the wind of change I follow the Moskva Down to Gorky Park Where the children of tomorrow share their dreams With you and me

Big girls cry when their hearts are breaking I may cry ruinin' my makeup Tough girl whose soul aches I'm at home, on my own Check my phone, nothing, though Act busy, order in Pay TV, it’s agony Wash away all the things you've taken And I don't care if I

All the way down Let it ride Gotta check it out Out on the street The summer heat Boys playing games Changing their names Pulling tricks Getting their kicks

Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh-ooh Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh To each their own and find peace in knowing Ain't always broken, but here's to hoping Show no emotion, against your coding Just act as hard as you can You don't need a friend Boy,

Take all your overgrown infants away somewhere And build them a home, a little place of their own. The Fletcher Memorial Home for Incurable Tyrants and Kings. And they can appear to themselves every day On closed circuit T.V. To make sure they're still

Dark in their hearts, I can feel it burn inside of me Tormented young with no souls, haunting me Pain in their lives all they know is misery Take these chains away that are holding me down (holding me down) Eternal rest in time Black enchanting eyes, Cut

It's a mistake, it's a mistake Jump down the shelters to get away The boys are cockin' up their guns Tell us general, is it party time? If it is can we all come Don't think that we don't know Don't think that we're not trying Don't think we move too slow

Yes, I love the way they're makin' moves And I love the way they make their move All the boys hangin' out down in the parking lot The night riders giving all they've got While the girls look so good at looking bad Out strutting dressed in the latest fad