A sixteen hundredpacked with angry young menCame burning down mainstreetI touched the epiphone that hung on my hipIt knew the sound of my heartbeatBut turning the cornerIn a twisted heapThey pulled some bodiesFrom an upturned FordSome kid looked at me and said it’s only lifeMight as well use it while we’re young,Might as well use it while we’re youngI queued with some friendsoutside the ABC oneTo see THE KILLER WITH NO NAMEYeah De Niros so great, and you know last weekI saw the universe in flamesBut it’s always the same like Citizen KaneY’end up with nothing and you leave for homeTalking and kicking coke cans in the streetAs Fu Manchu Looks on,As Fu Manchu Looks onAnd I thought they must think I’m crazyThe things I’ll see for funThen in my mind I saw the enemyAnd I wasted him with my gunI thought of my brother working HeathrowFlying engines in the nightLearning every part he’ll be through in yearsWhen I’m signed on for lifeLying here waiting for a hero to riseBut a lazy man lies back insteadNo one hears the young man when he’s alonePlanning to kill someone,Planning to kill someoneAnd I thought it must be me who’s crazyThe things I’ll do for funChoosing poison to get to paradiseParadise west oneAnd I thought it must be me who’s crazyThe things I’ll do for funChoosing poison to get to paradiseParadise west one