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




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