Rebel In The F.D.G.

I live my life like a shot in the wind 
If tomorrow don't come I know 
I stole my share of fun for me 
Cause I'm too fast, too rad 
I'm going wasted when I go 
The cost of freedom's never free 
It's the deep six, it's my fix 
It's my best friend, cause it's my way or the highway 
I'll tell you it's the living end 

I'm a rebel in the FDG 
And I say only God in heaven knows 
I'm a bad child, come and love me 
And I say, oh yeah 

If you're fast you might last 
Slow you gotta go 
wild one in the decadent zoo 
Ooh, I lick up all my seven deadly sins 
Cause I'm too hot, too cool 
Oh I've been playing in the fire of fools 
I might burn but I'll burn in the wind 
It's the deep six, it's my fix 
It's the big jam, cause it's my way or the highway 
I'll tell you what I am 

Oh I, I feel the heat and I, I touch the flesh and bone 
And I feel the kiss of fire 
Too fast to live, too fast to die 
Mom and daddy say, "I'm dancing in the fire" 

Sometimes I feel like an animal in a cage 
I pace back and forth and look around 
For something to sink my teeth into 
But nobody knows what's going on inside me 

F.D.G. - [bad word]  decadent generation