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