Die Young Stay Pretty - Blondie

Die young, stay pretty

Die young, stay pretty

Deteriorate in your own time

Tell them you’re dead and wither away

Are you living alone or with your family?

A dried up twig on your family tree?

Are you waiting for the reaper to arrive?

Or just to die by the hand of love?

Love for youth, love for youth

So, die young and stay pretty

Leave only the best behind

Slipping sensibilities

Tragedy in your own dream

Oh, you sit all alone in your rocking chair

Transistor pressed against an ear

Were you waiting at the bus stop all your life?

Or just to die by the hand of love?

Love for youth, love for youth

So live fast 'cause it won’t last

Die young, stay pretty

Die young, stay pretty

Dearly near senility (dearly near senility)

Was it good or maybe you won’t tell?