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American Pleasure Club - Fast Talk Lyrics

Me and my best friends cruising down West End Street
Hiding from the cops, driving circles around the block all week
All of my friends died out on West End Street
Say we're born to die young
But we're just trying to live in peace

So maybe heaven is a ghetto with no bad blocks
Shangri-La dealers at the bus stop
And maybe God is just a cop that we can fast talk

If you're guilty and you know it, put your hands up
'Cause karma's just a different word for bad luck
And what if death is just another pair of handcuffs?

Then we'd better run
Then we'd better run

All of our friends went crazy on LSD
Sailing their cars through the big bright city streets
And everyone who knows our name
Says we ain't ever gonna change
We're born to die young
But we're trying to find a better way

So maybe heaven is a ghetto with no bad blocks
Shangri-La dealers at the bus stop
And maybe God is just a cop that we can fast talk
If you're guilty and you know it, put your hands up
'Cause karma's just a different word for bad luck
And what if death is just another pair of handcuffs?

Then we'd better run
Then we'd better run
Then we'd better run

We hope and we pray day after day
We're born to die young
But we're gonna find a better way

We hope and we pray day after day
They say we're born to die young
But we're trying to find a better way