Chemical kids lost in the street, looking
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for some kind of saviour
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Perverted minds lead them like sheep
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into the slaughter they have to face
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[CHORUS]
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Too young to die, too drunk to live
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As they follow in the path of believers before them
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Too young to die, but there won't be too long to live
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Daddie's princess fixes her hair, powders
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her nose from the inside
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Smokes in the car, drinks her last beer,
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soon she'll be ready for one more day
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Head for the classroom and to hell but
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the clock up on the wall hold the
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blind face of freedom
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[CHORUS CONT.]
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There's time to die but she just needs
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more time to live
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[SOLO]
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Years from now
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Look how they change
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They're so mature and respected
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Makes them laugh
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They were such fools
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So unaware of the real live world
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Honey I'm home, fix me a drink
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It's been a long hard day and the boss
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drove me crazy
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Watching the clock on the wall for
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the happy hour
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Too Young To Die, Too Drunk To Live
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| Alcatrazz |
