Chemical kids lost in the streets
Looking for some kind of savior
Perverted minds lead them like sheep
Into the slaughter they have to obey
Too young to die, too drunk to live
As they follow with a pack of believers before them
Too young to die, but their only too drunk to live, yeah
Dye has been set fixes her hair
Powders her nose from the inside
Smokes in the car drinks her last beer
Soon she'll be ready for one more day
Head for the dress room and to hell
But the clock upon the wall holds the time left to freedom
There's time to die, but she's just needs more time to live
(Solo)
Years from now look how they've changed
They're so mature and respected
Makes them laugh they were such fools
Unaware of the real live world
Honey I'm home fix me a drink
Cause it's been a long hard day and the boss drove me crazy
Watching the clock on the wall of a happy life
Yeah, yeah