It doesn't really matter to the kid any more   No it doesn't really matter at all   It doesn't really matter to the kid any more   No it doesn't, doesn't, doesn't      Little Stevie's got a Forty-seven   Got one thing on his mind   And he's boasting all the time   Making it clear he's got nothing to fear   When he's running with the pack   Rushing down the street   He might not make it back      The young and the ruthless   The young and the ruthless      Every night in the city lights   See the murder in the streets   Homicide is the latest craze   You can do it on the screen   Senseless killings in a brutal wave   Another mindless crime   Violence is their point of view   In a twisted state of mind      The young and the ruthless   With nothing to fear   The young and the ruthless   With nothing to fear   The young and the ruthless   With nothing to fear