Yeah, pull the top down kick it back 60 degrees   You feel life feel life feel life   Don’t keep worrying about the pop charts baby-   Climb them if you wish,   You could slide up with James Dean,   Or just sit back and tap your feet.      Clipped out your magazine,   Picture of a beauty queen.   don’t pull the trigger like Claudine.   You know love can hide a scandalous scene.      And now its tugging at your strings,   Making you sing,   But it cant get you   Through the booth and to the screen      Singing, oh   Me and Juliet’s son   Happy dagger through the heart   Maybe you’re not that, maybe you’re not that dumb.      Ooooooh oooooh la la la      Playing house, and you’re falling off the couch   This machine is gonna turn us into something dark   And it keeps coming back   Oh the regrets don’t come back      Oh, me and Juliet’s son      I’d suggest in you   In a newly bought vintage suit   But they cant reach you   When your five foot two and so untrue…      Singing oh, me and Juliet’s son         2051, ill still be playing them drums   Climbing up the rungs   With a million dollar song.   If only she’d stood by me.      Maybe you wont die, maybe you wont die young.      maybe you wont die young.