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