Thrash Unreal
If she wants to dance and drink all night
well there’s no one that can stop her.
She’s going till the house lights come up
or her stomach spills onto the floor.
This night is going to end when we’re damn well ready
for it to be over.
Worked all week long
now the music is playing on our time.
Yeah, We do what we do to get by,
and then we need a release
You get mixed up with the wrong guys.
You get messed up on the wrong drugs.
Sometimes the party takes you places
that you didn’t really plan on going.
When people see the track marks on her arms
she knows what they’re thinking.
She keeps on working for that minimum,
as if a high school eductaion gave you any other options.
They don’t know nothing about redemption.
They don’t know nothing about
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recovery.
Some people just aint the type for marriage and family.
No mother ever dreams
that her daughters going to grow up to be a junkie.
No mother ever dreams
that her daugherrs going to grow up to sleep alone.
No mother ever dreams
that her daughters going to grow up to be a junkie.
No mother ever dreams
that her daugherrs going to grow up to sleep alone.
She’s out of step with the style.
She don’t know where the actions happening.
You know the downtown club scene
aint nothing like it used to be.
You reach a point where there’s not a lie in the world
that you could use to make the boys
believe your still in you twenties.
They keep getting younger, dont they baby?
She’s not waitng for someone to come over
and ask for the privledge.
She can still hear that Rebel Yell
just as loud as it was in 1983.
There aint no Johnny coming home
to share a bed with her and she doesn’t care.
No mother ever dreams
that her daughters going to grow up to be a junkie.
No mother ever dreams
that her daughters going to grow up to sleep alone.
No mother ever dreams
that her daughters going to grow up to be a junkie.
And if she had to live it all over again
you know she wouldn’t change anything for the world.
