Worry, Worry, About the world that she lives in That I could lose her in the end And I worry It is not for me to say, but I worry I like to be real cool Say it doesn't bother me But every night she is out, walking' the streets

Out of this goodbye town Nothing but a goodbye town Gotta find a way to finally get out This ain't nothing These streets are only bringing me down You're gonna think of me Right there's the high school where we met We'd sneak out back for a couple kisses

But we don't go outside anymore The radio blasts hysteria While the television's sideways on the floor We're mourning in the streets of Amerika Mourning in the streets of Amerika Stand by to switch on We fire out all pistons We're singing along But no

I can feel it in my teeth Are you into the beat? And it's driving me mad I can feel it in my teeth and it's driving me crazy It's driving me crazy, it's driving me mad Electrified harmonious I think I'll take it out to the streets Somebody please stop me

Out of this goodbye town Nothing but a goodbye town Gotta find a way to finally get out This ain't nothing These streets are only bringing me down You're gonna think of me Right there's the high school where we met We'd sneak out back for a couple kisses

Ooh, it'll make you lose your mind The stuff I got'll bust your brains out, baby Stop breakin' down, please stop breakin' down Every time I'm walkin' down the streets Some pretty mama starts breakin' down with me Stop breakin' down, yes stop breakin'

This could be my destination Say you'll be mine Maybe it's just a feeling, every time we meet But you hit me right out of the blue from all those people out on the streets And if one time you told me that you loved me - heaven knows I would feel that I

Hiding on the backstreets One soft infested summer, me and Terry became friends Trying in vain to breathe the fire we was born in Catching rides to the outskirts, tying faith between our teeth Sleeping in that old abandoned beach house, getting wasted in

That pride is the hardest thing to swallow, you can't help it That pride shit a motherfucker, that pride shit be deadly I know you 'bout that stressin' 'cause your daughter 'bout to be seven Even though the streets don't love nobody we stay true to the

It's the American heartbeat Chart the stars, head out for the action Hit the streets and find some satisfaction The night's alive with wind and fire We telegraph our heart's desire Through the night with our eyes Wheels are turnin' fast and hard Hearts