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.