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