Cold War Kids
I know you can remember when
All the shows turned off at 12 AM
We watched the birth of MTV
And rocked along while Falling Free
Under streetlights, fire sparks
Dancing kids out in the dark
We wished that he had Jessie's girl
And threw up on the Tilt-A-whirl
A life cleansed of the camera lens
The tipping point where life begins
When radio was company
The flash bulb captured honesty
Journeys took us Worlds Apart
Where purple rain broke every heart
The time flew like a fighter jet
A life before the internet
We were the Cold War kids
Under the Red Square threat
We were squeezing all the juice from every minute
We were the Cold War kids
We lived alone with our regret but
We were trying to find ourselves beyond the limits
Silver gloves and skinny ties
Handsome girls and pretty guys
Senior pictures, Aqua net
Sixteen candles, cigarettes
A generation, titled X
Hyperactive, hyper-sexed
A cold war kid, a scream in bloom
Lay dead outside the Viper Room...
We were the Cold War kids
Under the Red Square threat
We were squeezing all the juice from every minute
We were the Cold War kids
Lived alone with our regret but
We were trying to find ourselves beyond the limits
All the shows turned off at 12 AM
We watched the birth of MTV
And rocked along while Falling Free
Under streetlights, fire sparks
Dancing kids out in the dark
We wished that he had Jessie's girl
And threw up on the Tilt-A-whirl
A life cleansed of the camera lens
The tipping point where life begins
When radio was company
The flash bulb captured honesty
Journeys took us Worlds Apart
Where purple rain broke every heart
The time flew like a fighter jet
A life before the internet
We were the Cold War kids
Under the Red Square threat
We were squeezing all the juice from every minute
We were the Cold War kids
We lived alone with our regret but
We were trying to find ourselves beyond the limits
Silver gloves and skinny ties
Handsome girls and pretty guys
Senior pictures, Aqua net
Sixteen candles, cigarettes
A generation, titled X
Hyperactive, hyper-sexed
A cold war kid, a scream in bloom
Lay dead outside the Viper Room...
We were the Cold War kids
Under the Red Square threat
We were squeezing all the juice from every minute
We were the Cold War kids
Lived alone with our regret but
We were trying to find ourselves beyond the limits
Credits
Writer(s): Steve Wilson
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