..and the lyrics keep coming

[indielifestyle]

i'm feelin rough
i'm feelin raw
i'm in the prime of my life.
let's make some music
make some money
find some models for wives.
i'll move to paris,
shoot some heroin
and fuck with the stars.
you man the island
and the cocaine
and the elegant cars.

this is our decision
to live fast and die young.
we've got the vision,
now let's have some fun.
yeah it's overwhelming,
but what else can we do?
get jobs in offices and
wake up for the morning commute?

but there is really nothing,
nothing we can do.
love must be forgotten.
life can always start up anew.
the models will have children,
we'll get a divorce,
we'll find some more models,
everything must run its course.