the kids are at it in the parking lotnwith their shirts off, don't stopnwe love disco!nnoh, you think you're happynoh, you think you're so smartnyou think you're clevernoh, you think you're falling apartnnthey love like we loventhey kiss and we kiss god i'm so surenthey're on drugs that make you live forevernalways nineteen, blonde, and wastednnlet's call it artnlet's call it something newnwe'll burn bright as mothsnsell out, die, and fall down laughing