we hit the streets born to run not looking for trouble just having fun but around here it s against the law to be young around here your guilty by suspicion we meet out in abandoned parking lots under the street lights after dark armed with skateboards and guitars against gang fight and police states and holy wars these are the days we meet out in the garage and plug into amps skate our ramps and listen to the clash hold onto the night and try to make it last the cars drive by going nowhere fast everyones down on main street got our skateboards at our feet were just talking trash in the heat these are the days you better breath deep these are the days