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