The Kids Aren't Alright

When we were young, the future was so bright.

The old neighborhood was so alive.

And every kid on the whole damn street

was gonna make it big and not be beat.

Now the neighborhood's cracked and torn.

The kids have grown up, but the lives are worn.

How can one little street swallow so many lives?

Chances thrown, nothing's free.

Longing for, used to be.

Still it's hard, hard to see

Fragile lives, shattered dreams

Jimmy had a chance, well she really did

Still she dropped out and had a couple of kids

Muscle doesn't hold 'cause he's got no job

She's best guitarist, wants a lot of pot

Chick committed suicide

Brandon OD'd and died

What the hell is going on

Cruelest dream reality

Chances grow, nothing's free

Longing for, used to be

Still it's hard, hard to see

Fragile lives, shattered dreams

No

Chances grow, nothing's free

♫ Shogging flood, used to be

♫ Still it's hard, hard to see

♫ Fragile lines, shattered dreams