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 are grown up but their lives are worn

How can one little street

Swallow so many lives

Chances thrown, nothing's free

Longing for what used to be

Still it's hard, hard to see

Fragile lives, shattered dreams

Jamie had a chance, well she really did

Instead she dropped out and had a couple of kids

Mark still lives at home 'cause he's got no job

He just plays guitar and smokes a lot of pot

Jay committed suicide

Brandon od'd fuckin' died

What the hell is goin' on

The cruelest dream, reality

Chances thrown, nothing's free

Longing for what used to be

Still it's hard, hard to see

Fragile lives, shattered dreams

Chances thrown, nothing's free

Longing for what used to be

Still it's hard, hard to see

Fragile lives, shattered dreams