The Kids Arent Allright

Am F C G 
When we were young the future was so bright 
The old neighborhood was so alive 
And every kid on the whole damn street 
Was gonna make it big and not be beat 
 
Now the neighborhood?s cracked and torn 
The kids are grown up but their lives are worn 
How can one little street 
Swallow so many lives 
 
Chances thrown 
Nothing?s free 
Longing for what used to be 
Still it?s hard 
Hard to see 
Fragile lives, shattered dreams 
 
Jamie had a chance, well she really did 
Instead she dropped out and had a couple of kids 
Mark still lives at home cause he?s got no job 
He just plays guitar and smokes a lot of pot 
 
Jay committed suicide 
Brandon OD?d and died 
What the hell is going on 
The cruelest dream, reality