YOUNG AND WASTED - Simmons, Vincent

Like a fly to a spider, you're under the spell
It's the game and the liar, for those who toll the bell
You're more than just a name, you fight for the right
Like a moth to a flame, you see the bait you bite

You're restless and wild, and walkin' the line
You're not just another pretty face
Need an answer fast and [bad word]  out of time
And the night goes on for days...
 [bad word] 
(Young and wasted) Ooh yeah, ooh yeah
(Young and wasted)

You been branded by the iron, you been cut by the knife
There's a monkey on your [bad word]  up and down your spine (yeah)
Up and down your spine
You hunger for the fire [bad word] with the pack
But you know [bad word] well there ain't no turnin' back
Ain't no turnin' back, no no

You're damned if you do, you're damned if you don't
You laugh in the face of the fates
Fallen angels spread their wings, so you cross the gates of hate
 [bad word] 
(Young and wasted) I can almost taste it, I can almost taste it
(Young and wasted) Ooh yeah, ooh yeah, ooh yeah

[Solo]

You're damned if you do, you're damned if you don't
You laugh in the face of the fates
Fallen angels spread their wings, so let the heavens say

(Young and wasted) Young and wasted
(Young and wasted)
(Young and wasted) I can almost taste it, I can almost taste it
(Young and wasted)
(Young and wasted)
(Young and wasted)
(Young and wasted)
(Young and wasted)
(Young and wasted)