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