In the City

In the city there's a thousand things I want to say to you
 But whenever I approach you, you make me look a fool
 I wanna say, I wanna tell you
 About the young ideas
 But you turn them into fears
 In the city there's a thousand faces all shining bright
 And those golden faces are under 25
 They wanna say, they gonna tell ya
 About the young idea
 You better listen now you've said your bit-a
 And I know what you're thinking
 You're sick of that kind of crap
 But you'd better listen man
 Because the kids know where it's at
 In the city there's a thousand men in uniforms
 And I've heard they now have the right to kill a man
 We wanna say, we gonna tell ya
 About the young idea
 And if it don't work, at least we still tried
 In the city, in the city
 In the city there's a thousand things I want to say to you