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Well I heard today the saddest words,Another friend has gone from this world,Simple life he'd had but the bitter truthIs that the good die young and death loves youthAnd although I wish with all my soul,There can be no better goal,For us to shed all the bitter fruit,But the good die young and death loves youthAnd far way they're making plans,To steal from this world yet another man,With one word here and another there,They've prepared a grave for us to shareSo how am I to take revenge,On a world that seems to never end?From taking all of the sweetest fruit,If I don't stop now I'll never knowSo why did the good ones die,When there's plenty left that spit in your eye,They seem to live forever on,But death loves youth and the good die youngSo don't you laugh, don't you cry,Don't you dare spit in my eye,Before me now I have the final proof,That the good die young and death loves youth. From Letras Mania