....A G D A G D G A x2
A
Some people like to make all the rules
D G D A
And tell others what to do
A
They make it their way so they always win
D G D A
And the others always lose
A
Street gangs and madmen
D G D A
How they wage their private wars
A
In bankers clothes their hearts are froze and
D G D A
Their wives hold hands with whores
G
I'll sit and spin for a little while
C
If it's the end of days
D
I'm goin out in style
A G D A
G D G A
I'm gonna drink it up while it lasts
A G D A
Too much, Too young, Too fast
G D G A
I'm gonna tear it up so fill my glass
A
Thieves in the night rob you blind
D G D A
With surgical precision
A
You can't evade the eye in the sky
D G D A
He got facial recognition
A
Paranoia on every street
D G D A
It's hard to stay alive
A
Never know when you'll feel the heat
D G D A
Before it takes your life
G
I'll sit and spin for a little while
C
If it's the end of days
D
I'm goin out in style
A G D A
Too much, Too young, Too fast
G D G A
I'm gonna drink it up while it lasts
A G D A
Too much, Too young, Too fast
G D G A
I'm gonna tear it up so fill my glass
A G D A
Too much, Too young, Too fast
G D G A
I'm gonna drink it up while it lasts
A G D A
Too much, Too young, Too fast
G D G A
I'm gonna tear it up so fill my glass
Too much I'm gonna drink it up
Too fast yeah while it lasts