Kids Like You - New York Dolls

It’s a big old existential world

Made just for a boy and girl

It requires a thousand eyes

For hidden tears

Find a room that’s furthest from the flames

With a view and a breeze that’s cool

You make that cool your middle name

Kids like you

That’s what I would do if I was kids like you

Every formula for your salvation

Is actin' on ya like a poison do

No one tells you what to do

Kids like you

You’re a captive of your moods

Kids like you

You’re gonna get the blues

Kids like you

Ya got no faith in the peace you seek

Or the pleasures that you pursue

Ya don’t need faith with

Kids like you

Yeah, kids like you

Mmmm, kids like you

Yeah, kids like you

Kids like you