Lyrics

I heard of 42nd at the Smokin' Dynamite But the wide-eyed kids are down there and they're looking for a fight Some New York City hustler who been puttin' it around And carved it up so badly, now I heard they cut him down You see the Spanish-lookin' street-boy, yeah, and he's ready to explode At the frightened little lady who was rushin' down the road He really had no reasons, but I thought I heard him say The wide-eyed kids were comin' so he let her gеt away The wide-eyеd kids get restless They get so crazy in the night And the future looks so certain Beneath the neon lights Wide, wide-eyed kids Wide, wide, wide-eyed kids Wide-wide wide-wide wide-wide wide-eyed kids Wuh-wuh-wuh-wuh wuh-wuh-wuh-wuh wuh-wuh-wuh-wuh wide-eyed kids I heard about the shootin' up at 45th and 3rd They said that in the darkness awful screaming could be heard No one saw it happen, and no one seemed to care But you can bet your bottom dollar that the wide-eyed kids were there The wide-eyed kids get restless They get so crazy in the night And the future looks so certain Beneath the neon lights Wide, wide-eyed kids Wide, wide, wide-eyed kids Wide-wide wide-wide wide-wide wide-eyed kids Wuh-wuh-wuh-wuh wuh-wuh-wuh-wuh wuh-wuh-wuh-wuh wide-eyed kids