| She’s 15 and she’s leaving home
|
| Living on the streets where she don’t feel alone
|
| Daddy’s always gone and mommy’s on the sauce
|
| Living in a mansion it’s easy to get lost
|
| She’s going to a place where they understand
|
| Baby’s on the way her womb’s a garbage can
|
| Who said anything about a good life
|
| This one’s bad bad bad bad
|
| Gonzo again just another entry to the neverending story
|
| Wasted again I think you need a new best friend
|
| Nervous in the alley off the boulevard
|
| Shaking all over and the panic starts
|
| You see she needs to get her prescription filled
|
| And she knows exactly how she’ll be billed
|
| Nervous in the alley waiting for a fix
|
| She ain’t got no money just a couple of tricks
|
| Who said anything about a charmed life
|
| This one’s sad sad sad sad
|
| Gonzo again — just another entry to the neverending story
|
| Wasted again — I think you need a new best friend
|
| Who said anything about a good life
|
| Who said anything about a charmed life
|
| Who said anything about a fair life
|
| It’s mad
|
| Dying in the alley waiting for her man
|
| Carrying her child and a sleeping bag
|
| Should have would have could have never crossed her mind
|
| So she passes on to the other side
|
| Here he comes suit shades car and a beeper
|
| Sugar daddy pimp pushing f***ing grim reaper |