Lyrics
Me and my best friends, cruisin' down West End Street
Hidin' from cops and drivin' circles around the block all week
Now, all of my friends died out on West End Street
They say we're born to die young, but we're just tryin' to live in peace
So maybe heaven is a ghetto with no bad blocks
Shangri-La dealers at the bus stop
And maybe God is just a cop that we can fast talk
So if you're guilty, and you know it, put your hands up
'Cause karma's just a different word for bad luck
And what if death is just another pair of handcuffs?
Then we better run
Then we better run
All of our friends went crazy on LSD
Sailin' their cars through the big, bright city streets
And everyone knows our name, says that we ain't ever gonna change
They say we're born to die young, but we're tryin' to find a better way
They say we're born to die young, but we're tryin' to find a better way
Maybe heaven is a ghetto with no bad blocks
Shangri-La dealers at the bus stop
And maybe God is just a cop that we can fast talk
So if you're guilty, and you know it, put your hands up
'Cause karma's just a different word for bad luck
And what if death is just another pair of handcuffs?
Then we better run
Then we better run
What up? (Hey, what's up, man?)
I'm just sittin' in my own head
And I'm gonna be 32 years old tomorrow, and I feel
Half completely alive and half completely dead
Hope and we pray, day after day
They say we're born to die young, but we're gonna find a better way
Hope and we pray, day after day
They say we're born to die young, but we're tryin' to find a better way
So maybe heaven is a ghetto with no bad blocks
Shangri-La dealers at the bus stop
And maybe God is just a cop that we can fast talk
So if you're guilty, and you know it, put your hands up
'Cause karma's just a different word for bad luck
And what if death is just another pair of handcuffs?
Then we better run
Then we better run
Then we better run
