| Song | We Are The Children |
| Artist | Nova & The Experience |
| Album | There's Something Here |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| Out on the corner, we ride tills it's evening | |
| Our eyelids are sore, but we fight for the weekend | |
| Waiting for someone, wondering will you come home | |
| We walk through the hills and we knock on the doors | |
| We like to dance, spill sweat from our pores | |
| Dancing in sunlight, thinking you might come home | |
| Because what we got, is where you are | |
| And where you are is just too far | |
| Woo a oh we like to rock and roll, we like to take it slow | |
| We are the children | |
| Don't let go and touch yourself down low, we eat the escargot | |
| We are the children | |
| Out in the suburbs, we play on the pavement | |
| Till Friday it comes our souls are worth saving | |
| Taping our favorite songs off the radio | |
| Because what we got, is where you are | |
| And where you are is just too far | |
| Woo a oh we like to rock and roll, we like to take it slow | |
| We are the children | |
| Don't let go and touch yourself down low, we eat the escargot | |
| We are the children | |
| We search through all of this contraband | |
| We search through all of this contraband | |
| And when the moons rise' in the west and the sun sets We do all we can | |
| Momma, she's calling, she wants you for dinner | |
| You best be off home now, the night growing thinner | |
| Playtime is over and where are you Nova? | |
| She's calling, she's calling, and she's calling out She's saying | |
| Wooahoo…….We are the children | |
| Wooahoo…….We are the children | |
| Woo a oh we like to rock and roll, we like to take it slow | |
| We are the children | |
| Don't let go and touch yourself down low, we eat the escargot | |
| We are the children | |
| Wooahoo…….We are the children | |
| Wooahoo…….We are the children | |
| Wooahoo we like to rock and roll |
| Out on the corner, we ride tills it' s evening | |
| Our eyelids are sore, but we fight for the weekend | |
| Waiting for someone, wondering will you come home | |
| We walk through the hills and we knock on the doors | |
| We like to dance, spill sweat from our pores | |
| Dancing in sunlight, thinking you might come home | |
| Because what we got, is where you are | |
| And where you are is just too far | |
| Woo a oh we like to rock and roll, we like to take it slow | |
| We are the children | |
| Don' t let go and touch yourself down low, we eat the escargot | |
| We are the children | |
| Out in the suburbs, we play on the pavement | |
| Till Friday it comes our souls are worth saving | |
| Taping our favorite songs off the radio | |
| Because what we got, is where you are | |
| And where you are is just too far | |
| Woo a oh we like to rock and roll, we like to take it slow | |
| We are the children | |
| Don' t let go and touch yourself down low, we eat the escargot | |
| We are the children | |
| We search through all of this contraband | |
| We search through all of this contraband | |
| And when the moons rise' in the west and the sun sets We do all we can | |
| Momma, she' s calling, she wants you for dinner | |
| You best be off home now, the night growing thinner | |
| Playtime is over and where are you Nova? | |
| She' s calling, she' s calling, and she' s calling out She' s saying | |
| Wooahoo. We are the children | |
| Wooahoo. We are the children | |
| Woo a oh we like to rock and roll, we like to take it slow | |
| We are the children | |
| Don' t let go and touch yourself down low, we eat the escargot | |
| We are the children | |
| Wooahoo. We are the children | |
| Wooahoo. We are the children | |
| Wooahoo we like to rock and roll |
| Out on the corner, we ride tills it' s evening | |
| Our eyelids are sore, but we fight for the weekend | |
| Waiting for someone, wondering will you come home | |
| We walk through the hills and we knock on the doors | |
| We like to dance, spill sweat from our pores | |
| Dancing in sunlight, thinking you might come home | |
| Because what we got, is where you are | |
| And where you are is just too far | |
| Woo a oh we like to rock and roll, we like to take it slow | |
| We are the children | |
| Don' t let go and touch yourself down low, we eat the escargot | |
| We are the children | |
| Out in the suburbs, we play on the pavement | |
| Till Friday it comes our souls are worth saving | |
| Taping our favorite songs off the radio | |
| Because what we got, is where you are | |
| And where you are is just too far | |
| Woo a oh we like to rock and roll, we like to take it slow | |
| We are the children | |
| Don' t let go and touch yourself down low, we eat the escargot | |
| We are the children | |
| We search through all of this contraband | |
| We search through all of this contraband | |
| And when the moons rise' in the west and the sun sets We do all we can | |
| Momma, she' s calling, she wants you for dinner | |
| You best be off home now, the night growing thinner | |
| Playtime is over and where are you Nova? | |
| She' s calling, she' s calling, and she' s calling out She' s saying | |
| Wooahoo. We are the children | |
| Wooahoo. We are the children | |
| Woo a oh we like to rock and roll, we like to take it slow | |
| We are the children | |
| Don' t let go and touch yourself down low, we eat the escargot | |
| We are the children | |
| Wooahoo. We are the children | |
| Wooahoo. We are the children | |
| Wooahoo we like to rock and roll |