Now he’s got those stars in his eyesnPulled down from the midnight skynAnd it aint gunna be like you thought it wasnBut it, could be like you make it now,nShoulda pleasenTake a step back for menWhat the hell did you come all the way down to be?nI know you don’t see itnBut I donSo keep on moving and I’ll walk with younAnd we can zipcord across the skynYou and InNow how hard do I have to trynTo find somebody like menLittle more like menCuz I feel like giving upnWe can zipcord across the skynYou and InNow how hard do I have to trynTo find somebody like menLittle more like menCuz I feel like giving upnn(Chorus)nI wanna turn us all aroundnNownTake a step downnHow can we all get alongnWhen we’re so violent and young?nnHold me backnI think I’m bout to blownHit me here, then you knownIt’s not a question about getting the messagenIt’s been a while since you been so progressivenLets, keep it in the crowd, amongst ourselvesnWe the only mofuckas getting it and no one elsenSo lets take the trainnDrive really far awaynWe aint never gunna stopnWe aint never gunna staynWe can zipcord across the skynYou and InNow how hard do I have to trynTo find somebody like menLittle more like menCuz I feel like giving upnWe can zipcord across the skynYou and InNow how hard do I have to trynTo find somebody like menLittle more like menCuz I feel like giving upnn(Chorus)nI wanna turn us all aroundnNownTake a step downnHow can we all get alongnWhen we’re so violent and young?nnI waved goodbye to a place where everybody knew my namenLeft my blue-eyed girlnStarring out the windownIn the rainnTold her when I met hernThat I had to hit the roadnNow I wish I never met hernCuz I cannot let her gonHearts breaknBut that’s alright with menCuz I only left room so I could ride with threenAnd we’re taking a tripnWe ain’t turning aroundnSo please don’t try to bring me downnnWe got bottles to holdnOur motto is goldnNever back downnThis aint easy sonGet a nice gripnAnd hold on for the ridenIf you can’t take itnBetter jump for your lifenAnd watch out and be ready to hurdlenWe got sharks aroundnAnd they’re starting to circlenAll around my feetnThey’re biting on my shoesnIt’s a little knick-knacknAnd it all comes backnn(Chorus)nI wanna turn us all aroundnNownTake a step downnHow can we all get alongnWhen we’re so violent and young?