shooting up junk in the bathroom   makin it with punks on the floor   livin the scene of her limmisine   Little Miss S. in a mini dress   living it up to die   in a blink of the public eye      day-glo point in an electric chair   electric dye in her lovers hair   a pretty sight in the middle of the night   made up for everyone to see   swinging on the branch of a broken family tree      you got a lot of living to do without (x2)    you got a lot of living to do without life      the village idiots in her bed   never cared that her eyes were red   never cared that her eyes were dead   in the hours that her face was alive   it was the thing just to be by her side      you got a lot of living to do without (x2)   you got a lot of living to do without life      hey, alright      you got a lot of living to do without (x2)   you got a lot of living to do without life      you got a lot of living to do without (x2)   you got a lot of living to do without life