W.A.S.P. - Rebel In The F.D.G.

I live my life like a shot in the wind If tomorrow don't come I know I stole my share of fun for me Cause I'm too fast, too rad I'm going wasted when I go The cost of freedom's never free It's the deep six, it's my fix It's my best friend, cause it's my way or the highway I'll tell you it's the living end I'm a rebel in the FDG And I say only God in heaven knows I'm a bad child, come and love me And I say, oh yeah If you're fast you might last Slow you gotta go A wild one in the decadent zoo Ooh, I lick up all my seven deadly sins Cause I'm too hot, too cool Oh I've been playing in the fire of fools I might burn but I'll burn in the wind It's the deep six, it's my fix It's the big jam, cause it's my way or the highway I'll tell you what I am Oh I, I feel the heat and I, I touch the flesh and bone And I feel the kiss of fire Too fast to live, too fast to die Mom and daddy say, "I'm dancing in the fire" Sometimes I feel like an animal in a cage I pace back and forth and look around For something to sink my teeth into But nobody knows what's going on inside me F.D.G. - Fuckin' decadent generation