I wonder if this is what it's like to be a seventies kid?nStanding at the edge of the world, screamingnI just don't feel like growing up todaynThis whole city in shades of panic and pantonenWe're on the run again this feeling in our bonesnWe're so fucking high and tonight's the nightnWe slept through nine to five, now we're doing it rightnI've never felt so alive with my crew at my sidenI'm a fucking criminal, and painting's my crimenI've fucked this whole city one wall at a timenOn the fucking run againnThis feeling in our bonesnI wonder if this is what it's likenTo be a seventies kid?