Shooting up junk in the bathroom   Making it with punks on the floor   Living the scene out of her limousine   Little Miss S. in a minidress   Living it up to die   In a blink of the public eye      Day-glo paint on an electric chair   Electric dye in her lover's 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've got a lot of living to do without   You've got a lot of living to do without   You've 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 brain was dead   In the hours that her face was alive    It was a thing just to be by her side      You've got a lot of living to do without   You've got a lot of living to do without   You've got a lot of living to do without life