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