In the city theres 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 theres 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 youve said your bit-a

And I know what youre thinking
You still think I am crap
But youd better listen man
Because the kids know where its at

In the city theres a thousand men in uniforms
And Ive heard they now have the right to kill a man
We wanna say, we gonna tell ya
About the young idea
And if it dont work, at least we said weve tried

In the city, in the city
In the city theres a thousand things I want to say to you