Manhattan Youth

Manhattan, Manhattan, Manhattan, Manhattan youth
Certain of something, stuck in the new
Manhattan, Manhattan, Manhattan youth
Locked in the moments with our only truths
Manhattan, Manhattan, Manhattan youth

Wide open eyes, he takes his time
And holding out his hand, waiting for a guide
His street is cold
His mother's old
Pace past the garbage
And repeat: Is it natural?

You see that it's fast, the stone falls away
The Latin's been lost, can't find it these days
I walk in the room, same look on my face
The Latin is lost, it's lost upon the

Manhattan, Manhattan, Manhattan, Manhattan youth
Certain of something, stuck in the new
Manhattan, Manhattan, Manhattan youth
Minds are made up with their backs to the booth
Manhattan, Manhattan, Manhattan youth
You're locked in the moments with our only truth

He takes his time, like I take mine
Against the glass look for the breaking line
What does he see, and is it clear?
We offer up a truth that's only valid here

His brothers at the door
I learnt not to wait
Her fathers been lost since '78
He came here with an eye
No party, no disco
Just bring your son into the world, you'll only let him go

Caving into the world for you
Promise you want this, they want it for you
Yeah, promise you want this?

Whatever they do, they do it for you
They do it for you
Whatever they do, they do it for you
They do it for you
Well, whatever they do, they do it for you
They do it for the

Manhattan, Manhattan, Manhattan, Manhattan youth
Certain of something, stuck in the new
Manhattan, Manhattan, Manhattan youth
Promise you want this, they want it for you
Manhattan, Manhattan, Manhattan youth
Raise both your sons, to outrun the both of you