No chance for my fragile appetite
To be fed by any special ambition
When dreams are broken and fading away
Nobody’s there in hopeless night
Cause we’re sleeping alone

So we’re the wasted kids
The faithless virgins
The wasted kids
So please tell me who you are
To drive myself, out of city vengeance
To drive myself
So please tell me who you are

Leaving my block to hit the sunset blow
I’m a rockin’ jet burning its way
From old New York to shiny Frisco
A sonic rocket willing to play
(Cause we’re the wasted kids)

Are you ready for a brand new start
Like preaching Johnny, moving
His Holy Brooklyn to golden L.A.
Confessing Christ in hopeless night
(Cause we’re sleeping alone)

So we’re the wasted kids
The faithless virgins
The wasted kids
So please tell me who you are
To drive myself, out of city vengeance
To drive myself
(So please tell me who you are)

Leaving my block to hit the sunset blow
I’m a rockin’ jet burning its way
From old New York to shiny Frisco
A sonic rocket willing to play
(Cause we’re the wasted kids)

And if I leave before the end of the day
I’ll stop by Sweet Michelle’s door
Just in case she’ll ever ask me to stay
Down on her floor, she knows I’m…
Down on her floor, she knows I’m…
Down on her floor, she knows I’m…

Leaving my block to hit the sunset blow
I’m a rockin’ jet burning its way
From old New York to shiny Frisco
A sonic rocket willing to play
(Cause we’re the wasted kids)

So we’re the wasted kids
The faithless virgins
The wasted kids
So please tell me who you are
To drive myself, out of city vengeance
To drive myself
So please tell me who you are

Words: A. Foster
Music: Your Favorite Enemies