Young Ones

Bright lights call the young kids to the city
Fluttering like junebugs round the flame
Dazzled by themselves and looking pretty
Summoning their nemesis by the name

And the young ones live at danger
Because it looks like so much fun
Young ones deaf and blind to anyone
Who isn't young

Jolly Roger offers party favors
Grinning it's the least that he can do
Seems to know his way around in the darkness
Find him in your pockets, checkin you


Lipstick lover she lies on my piano
Weeping when I'm too close to the truth
All the men who loved her, just to leave her
Wondering what happened to her youth