Where The Fuck Am I?
Tell Me Did I Just Die?
'Cause I Don't Understand Why
I'm In A Room I Don't Recognise
I Died At 5:45
Yeah It Says So On A Sign
And My Mother's Crying Out Her Eyes
Or Is The Radio Telling Lies?

A Juvenile Sinner, A Car-crash Winner
Don't Let The Devil Take You Out For Dinner
Juvenile Sinner, A Car-crash Winner
Don't Let The Devil Take You Out For Dinner

I Just Wanna Die For The Hype, For The Hype
Crucified Like Jesus Christ
I Just Wanna Die For The Hype, For The Hype
Crucified Like Jesus Christ

I'm Digging My Own Grave For The Day
I Decorate With Pink Socks And Gold Chains
Two Fat Stacks On My Eyes
I'm In A Box I Don't Recognise
Believe What They Say
And You'll Be Flying Away
On A Coke-covered D-day (Day, Day)
While They're Chucking Sukki On Your Face
(Wow!)

A Juvenile Sinner, A Car-crash Winner
Don't Let The Devil Take You Out For Dinner
Juvenile Sinner, A Car-crash Winner
Don't Let The Devil Take You Out For Dinner

I Just Wanna Die For The Hype, For The Hype
Crucified Like Jesus Christ
I Just Wanna Die For The Hype, For The Hype
Crucified Like Jesus Christ

Yeah Polly
I Just Wanna Suck On Your Lolly
I Just Wanna Suck On Your Lolly
I Just Wanna Suck On Your Lolly, Polly
Yeah Polly
I Just Wanna Suck On Your Lolly
I Just Wanna Suck On Your Lolly
I Just Wanna Suck On Your Lolly, Polly

I Just Wanna Die For The Hype, For The Hype
Crucified Like Jesus Christ
I Just Wanna Die For The Hype, For The Hype
Crucified Like Jesus Christ
I Just Wanna Die For The Hype, For The Hype
Crucified Like Jesus Christ
I Just Wanna Die For The Hype, For The Hype
Crucified Like Jesus Christ