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The young ones are growin' 

We're the kids in America whoa 
We're the kids in America whoa 
Everybody live for the music go round 

Bright lights
the young ones are growing

We're the kids in America
We're the kids in America
Everybody live for the music-go-round

Bright ligths the music get
lined the corners
Doin' this and that
In wild America

Wild America
Wild America
Wild America

Now I 'm in a black car
With my Mexicana
She's
the corners
Doin' this and that
In wild America

Wild America
Wild America
Wild America

Now I 'm in a black car
With my Mexicana
She's got methedrine but
I
the young ones are growing
We're the kids in America (whoa)
We're the kids in America (whoa)
Everybody live for the music-go-round

Bright lights,
the young ones are growing
We're the kids in America (whoa)
We're the kids in America (whoa)
Everybody live for the music-go-round

Bright lights,
the young ones are growing
We're the kids in America (whoa)
We're the kids in America (whoa)
Everybody live for the music-go-round

Bright lights,
one's are growing

We're the kids in America (Ho-oh)
We're the kids in America (Ho-oh)
Everybody live for the music-go-round

Bright lights
the young ones are growing
We're the kids in America (whoa)
We're the kids in America (whoa)
Everybody live for the music-go-round

Bright lights,
the voices of our founding fathers plead
You need God in America again

Of the 55 men who formed the Constitution
Fifty-two were active members of their
ya livin' rooms I came
And kids flipped
When they knew I was produced by Dre
That's all it took
And they were instantly hooked right in
And they
I have prayed for America
I was made for America
It's in my blood and in my bones
By the dawn's early light
By all I know is right
We're going
I, I have a dream
I, I have a dream
I, I have a dream
I..

Only Americans eat duck sauce
Only Americans eat duck sauce
Only in America
Only
the young ones are growing
We're the kids in America (whoa)
We're the kids in America (whoa)
Everybody live for the music-go-round

Bright lights,
the young ones are growing

We're the kids in America, whoa
We're the kids in America, whoa
Everybody lives for the music-go-round
Bright lights,
the young ones are growing
We're the kids in America (whoa)
We're the kids in America (whoa)
Everybody live for the music-go-round

Bright lights,
Killing us one by one
In one way or another
American will find a way to eliminate the problem
One by one
The problem is
The troubles in the black
Ad Libs 
Made in America 
Nineteen fifty nine 
Born down by the factories 
Cross the Jersey City line 
Raised on radio 
Just a jukebox kid 
I
Last Saturday morning I shut off the alarm
Drove out in the valley to old Dan Cook's farm
A sign on the fence post put up with one nail read 10 a.m.
the young ones are growing
We're the kids in America (whoa)
We're the kids in America (whoa)
Everybody live for the music-go-round

Bright lights,
the young ones are growing
We're the kids in America (whoa)
We're the kids in America (whoa)
Everybody live for the music-go-round

Bright lights,
the young ones are growing
We're the kids in America (whoa)
We're the kids in America (whoa)
Everybody live for the music-go-round

Bright lights,
hard earned money to the Lord
Harley started drinkin' wound up in Betty Ford to see if he could by a
happy ending
Then some kid who worked in Harley's
the sun America
Hello British Empire
Hello Roman Empire
Hello Soviet
There is a new kid in town
Joining the gone down
Finding what you found
Treading
In the new America
Shoot your pistol in the air
Celebrate a brand new year
Living leisurely in a perfect world
Everybody?s drinking hams
Good by