We are only young

but we style our future with a cattle gun

We are idle rich

so we smile for tomorrow with a bitch of an itch



Cause when the firelight shocks like a cop shop pyre

we'll jack the politics for premonition and fire

and we'll move like Nuryev at night



Coast to coast

Side to side

Shines the light of fine enlightened minds

Coast to coast



We are only young

but we style our future in the shadow of guns

We are not idle rich

so we smile for tomorrow with a bitch of an itch

cause when the stylised kick of the filmstar whip,

cracks down on the millions, cracks the kids on the hips

we'll be moving like Nuryev at night



Coast to coast

Side to side

shines the light of fine enlightened minds

Coast to coast

Side to side

feel the steel that shines outside the blinds

Coast to coast

Side to side

blades engraved with babies' names

while pylons hide the suicide



Coast to coast

Side to side

shines the light of fine enlightened minds

Coast to coast

Side to side

feel the steel that shines outside the blinds

Coast to coast

Side to side

blades engraved with babies' names