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