The Kids

Now we’re getting nasty Everybody’s talking about the kids The kids got funky soul and groove emotion But if you don’t give the kids the chance to use it They’re always more than likely to abuse it Everybody’s talking about the kids It’s taking time for you to realise Now hunger turns to anger in our eyes I say the revolution will be televised Yes it will, Gil Everybody’s talking about the kids The kids need space to get their heads in place And every day this world we have to face I just can’t seem to find my proper place Kids get down, stormy weather Fifteen years of royal pleasure Kids get down underground Everybody dance to the funky sound Everybody’s talking about the kids It won’t be long before we get our own And every kid can truly feel at home I told ya you should give the dog a bone Everybody’s talking about school But I get more pleasure breaking all the rules Cos lesson one begins with "Life Is Cruel" Well I guess I’m just an educated fool Everybody’s talking about the kids Mom and Dad make efforts to excuse it Government officials will confuse it Members of the bench will try to prove it You’re going down, sucker Everybody’s talking about the kids now Everybody’s talking about the kids now The kids got funky soul Kids get down, stormy weather Fifteen years of royal pleasure Kids get down, celebrate Now we’re going to kick the thing we hate The kids got funky soul Everybody’s talking about the kids Keep on talking yeah Keep on moving yeah Keep on grooving yeah Keep on talking yeah Keep on Keep on moving yeah Everybody’s talking about high But kids get high to satisfy For reaching out to touch the sky Is all I can identify, and you know why Kids get down, stormy weather Fifteen years of royal pleasure Kids get down, celebrate Now we’re gonna kick the thing we hate Kids get down, pressurized To live the life that you devised Kids get down, celebrate Life’s too short to complicate