"Paranoia Boys" lyrics

The paranoia boys, they ride their bikes up and down my cul-de-sac
Looking for something they lack
Their mothers worry their fathers turn the channel back
They deal themselves a hand I think about but never understand
Heaven is a road I'm told
But the line to get there is evil and oversold

In the park by the freeway
In the dark just another stray
They'll be gone till morning
It's a lot but you carry it
Like a man, like a miscreant
Like a mother in mourning
And I think about it, I think about it and cry

Come over here, boys
America is calling
It's a quick thrill
It's a white pill
But it's yours
Come over here, boys
America is calling
It's a quick thrill
It's a white pill
But it can be yours

You've got a one track mind and I am always up against the wall
Losing mine
But you disappear, you fade into the streetlights
You steal my heart and then you say goodbye again
I'd give my life to see yours with a different end

Come over here, boys
America is calling
It's a quick thrill
Its a white pill
But it's yours
Come over here, boys
America is calling
It's a quick thrill
It's a white pill
But it can be yours