Sun's just rising and we're driving back home Dreams that is ending seems so far away 'Cos light's so cruel that we couldn't forget The country wakes up and life is still the same The streets are full of tired-eyed workers And we never wanna get older Noisy music that is racing in our ears Shouts the words that we cannot say A good kick of rock and bad kick of roll Punk emotion and so much more The streets are full of tired-eyed workers And we never wanna get older They're telling us that we will surely change We don't listen and we just don't care As long as the beat will keep rocking on Our childist kicks they will never die The streets are full of tired-eyed workers And we never wanna get older
