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by, I gotta ask this question

Na na na na na na na na
What if we end up like this?

Na na na na na na na na
What if we end up like this?

Da da
The night they drove old Dixie down and the people were singing
They went la na, na, na, na, na, la na, na, na, na, na, na, na
 
Back home in Tennessee my
a thing called the Crocodile Rock
While the other kids were playing on the dock
We were jumping in the river savin' big ol' crocs
When

Hold your
[All Together]
We're the kids
We're the kids
We're the kids of the future [x2]

[Joe]
Standing on a dirty, old rooftop
Down below the cars in
don't want me to get paper
(???)others have it
I can feel it in my wallet
Why your lady keep on jockin'
Got me in your system.
Da na na na na na na na
Na
To roll some innocent passer-by
There ensued a fearful fight
Screams rang out in the night
Georgie's head hit a sidewalk cornerstone

A leather kid
To roll some innocent passer-by
There ensued a fearful fight
Screams rang out in the night
Georgie's head hit a sidewalk cornerstone

A leather kid
da da, da da da da
La da da da, da da da da da

I went to a wishing well, I sank to the ocean floor
Cut up by sharpened rocks, and washed up along
And anytime you feel the pain,
Hey, Jude, refrain,
Don't carry the world upon your shoulders.
For well you know that it's a fool
Who plays it cool
By
We're the kids in America (Ho-oh)
We're the kids in America (Ho-oh)
Everybody lives for the music-go-round

Da da da da da da 
Da da da da da da 
Da
[Chorus]
[Black Child + Charli Baltimore]
My nigga Ja sold more records then a {O.G.}
Ty flyin by in 'Lac truck like a {O.G.}
And Gotti's dough's
you what they call pain, in the eyes of O.G.
Go Nas, you as young as OD

[Black Child]
My nigga Ja sold more records then a {O.G.}
Ty flyin by in
got the block locked up 
"Na na na" we got the block locked up 

The foes that oppose me by proxy,
They try to get foxy
They try to rock me
They
a lie

[Chorus]
You'll be gone

Da da da-da da da da
Da da da-da da da da
Na na na-na na na na

[Chorus]
You'll be gone
There's a man sitting down by the 405
Hitting some kind of tune on his raving guitar
He seems stranded in a desert of a million dreams
Just like
(uh uh)
na na na na na
na na na na na na (uh uh)
(uh uh)
na na na na na
na na na na na na

[Chorus]
If the D.A. ask me to tell I'm like (uh
And when can chill in my gazebo, gazebo
Oh oh oh oh oh, na na na

See that you like it now
By the way you’re dancing now
(Rio Rio oh oh, Rio Rio)
Go
live life like me or by the book?
Sheesh, we are what we are
Make the wrong move will put your faggot ass in the ER

Flat line if it's red apples fallin'
heads stirred it up, plus they got to blow it up
Dropped it off in the PJ's and they bigged it up
Then one day, shit jumped off real crazy
The middle
You'll never see them frown
'Cause they're the nicest kids in town

Every afternoon
You turn your T.V. on
(Na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na
Uh uh
Na na na na na, na na na na na na
Uh uh
Na na na na na, na na na na na na

If the D.A. ask me to tell, I'm like uh uh
They like you want to go
the same thing too
(right now it's time to move on)

I can't get used to being a pawn in your love game
You won't have me again na na na na na

Let go
shitfaced by myself
Just loathing in my sweet misery
Oh, such maddening company
Such maddening company
Such maddening company
Such maddening company
Na
na-na na-na
Na na-na na-na

And it starts like this
We crave to be kissed by a moment complete in its happiness
We are ourselves
happens
Off guard watch reaction (Watch his reaction)
Look him in his eyes, cock back, commence clappin
and it could happen to you

[Verse 1: Havoc]