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Hey you walking in the tight blue jeans Your eyes are burning and your face is pretty mean The light is red but your eyes are blue You try to look good but you know it isn't true You cross the street you're half way there You're on your way to Hell but you don't care You don't know where you're going You haven't got a clue When the party's over whatcha gonna do Hey! Hey you! Truth grows dim your innocence lost Your name was called when He was dying on the cross Sooner or later you must decide You've tasted Hell now let Jesus be your high You're flyin high on Sunday but Monday's on a roll Too many white lines on a sea of glass The snake has got your soul You should be on your knees 'Cause your nose is frozen but your heart's not pleased From Letras Mania