'when we were yong and the fuhre was so bright,
your naberhood was so alive,
And Every kid on the hole damn street,
was gona make it big in every beat!
now the naberhood is cracked and torn,
the kids r cout up but there lives r worn,
how could one little street swalow so many lives?
The Offspring, 'Kids arnt all right'
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