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