Twenty-five, barely getting by
Thank God for credit cards
In real life we're kinda shy
But online we're super stars
We should probably settle down, get married
Nice idea but it sure sounds scary
We're still kissing boys in bars
And breaking hearts in hand-me-down cars
Never gonna grow up
No we ain't ever gonna change
Maybe we're wrong but so what?
Every generation's the same
We're just kids these days
Kids these days
We all say we won't make
The mistakes our parents made
We've got dreams for big things
But we sleep in way too late
Eyes on cell phones, ink on tattoos
Couldn't rip them off if we had to
So tuned in that we're checked out
We're the ones they worry about
Never gonna grow up
No we ain't ever gonna change
Maybe we're wrong but so what?
Every generation's the same
We're just kids these days
Kids these days
I know on the outside it looks like we're grown
But we'll be kids til we've got kids of our own
Never gonna grow up
No we ain't ever gonna change
Maybe we're wrong but so what?
Every generation's the same
We're just kids these days
Kids these days