Sailing their cars through the big bright city streetsSailing their cars through the big bright city streetsAnd everyone who knows our nameSays that we ain't gonna changeThey say we're born to die youngBut we're trying to find a better waySailing their cars through the big bright city streetsSailing their cars through the big bright city streetsAnd everyone who knows our nameSays that we ain't gonna changeThey say we're born to die youngBut we're trying to find a better wayAll of our friends went crazy on LSDHeaven is a ghetto with no bad blocksShangri-La dealers at the bus stopsAnd maybe God is just a cop that we can fast talkSo if you're guilty and you know it, put your hands up'Cause karma's just a different word for bad luckAnd what if death is just another pair of handcuffs?Then we'd better runThen we'd better runThen we'd better runThen we'd better runSailing their cars through the big streetsSailing their cars through the big bright city streetsThen we'd better runThey say we're born to die youngBut we're trying to find a better wayThey say we're born to die youngBut we're trying to find a better way
