Well I heard today the saddest words,
Another friend has gone from this world,
Simple life he'd had but the bitter truth
Is that the good die young and d**h loves youth
And although I wish with all my soul,
There can be no better goal,
For us to shed all the bitter fruit,
But the good die young and d**h loves youth
And far way they're making plans,
To steal from this world yet another man,
With one word here and another there,
They've prepared a grave for us to share
So how am I to take revenge,
On a world that seems to never end?
From taking all of the sweetest fruit,
If I don't stop now I'll never know
So why did the good ones die,
When there's plenty left that spit in your eye,
They seem to live forever on,
But d**h loves youth and the good die young
So don't you laugh, don't you cry,
Don't you dare spit in my eye,
Before me now I have the final proof,
That the good die young and d**h loves youth.