Tragic youth was looking young and sexy. The tragic youth was wearing tattered black jeans. Bearing arms and flaunting all her mischief. The tragic youth was going down on me. And I swear. Woo hoo. Yes I swear. I built a wall of sound to separate us. And hid among the junk of wretched highs. I sped from Planet X to Planet Alpha. Struggling for reality. Ha ha ha ha. Woo hoo. Ha ha ha ha. Whoo hoo. Hey now my sight is failing in this twilight. Da da da da da da da da da. Now my death is more than just a sad song. Da da da da da da da da da. And I swear. Woo hoo. Yes I swear. Woo hoo. I still don't remember how this happened. I still don't get the wherefores and the whys. I look for sense but I get next to nothing. Hey boy welcome to reality. Ha ha ha ha. Woo hoo. I've been right and I've been wrong. Now I'm back where I started from. Never looked over reality's shoulder. Ha ha ha ha. Huh ha ha ha. Woo hoo. Huh ha ha. Wooh. Woo hoo. Wooh.