Cold concrete apartments
  Rise up from wet black asphalt
  Below them a few carcasses
  Of the long gone age of privacy
  
  It takes a scary kind of illness
  To design a place like this for pay
  Downtown's an endless generic mall
  Of video games and fast food chains
  
  One by one
  The little houses are bricked up and condemned
  A subtle hint to move
  Before the rats move in
  
  This could be anywhere
  This could be everywhere
  
  Those new kids at school seem cool
  But dad says not to talk to them
  Stick to your old friends
  They're not our kind
  
  So now there's lots of fights
  
  So many people I know
  Come of age tense and bitter-eyed
  Can't create so they just destroy
  C'mon!
  Let's set someone's dog on fire
  
  Empty plastic
  Culture slum suburbia
  Is a war zone now
  Sprouting the kinds of gangs
  We thought we'd left behind
  
  This could be anywhere
  This could be everywhere
  
  Kids at school are taking sides
  Along color and uniform lines
  My dad's gone and bought a gun
  He says he's fed up
  With crime in this town
  
  This could be anywhere
  This could be everywhere
  This could be anywhere
  This could be everywhere
  
  Anywhere
  Everywhere
  I hope I'm gone before it explodes
  
  I linger late at night
  Waiting for the bus
  No amount of neon jazz
  Could hide the oozing vibes of death
  
  My dad's a vigilante now
  He's bringing home these weird-ass friends
  Like the guy who fires blanks at his TV
  When Kojak's on
  Or the guy who shows off his submachine gun
  To his sixteen-year-old daughter's friends
  Whose sense of pride and hope
  Is being in the police reserve
  
  This could be anywhere
  This could be everywhere--Everywhere