It doesn't really matter to the kid any more

No it doesn't really matter at all

It doesn't really matter to the kid any more

No it doesn't, doesn't, doesn't



Little Stevie's got a Forty-seven

Got one thing on his mind

And he's boasting all the time

Making it clear he's got nothing to fear

When he's running with the pack

Rushing down the street

He might not make it back



The young and the ruthless

The young and the ruthless



Every night in the city lights

See the murder in the streets

Homicide is the latest craze

You can do it on the screen

Senseless killings in a brutal wave

Another mindless crime

Violence is their point of view

In a twisted state of mind



The young and the ruthless

With nothing to fear

The young and the ruthless

With nothing to fear

The young and the ruthless

With nothing to fear