Teenage Witch

Ashes to ashes, dust to dust

The guys are fuck boys, girls are sluts

Is that good enough?

Suburban soul

You turn the sky red

The same old playback

Ooh, rusty swing set

The same old boys' names

An evil skip and run

And when you get home

You wash your hair with turpentine

Only a little bad, I made a little list, I got a little high

I hold it on my fist and now I'm feeling good

They tell me this is bliss

They tell me this is bliss

Is that what it really is?

They tell me this is bliss

Is that what it really is?

They tell me this is bliss

Is that what it really is?

But I'm too scared to live, too stoned to die

Green is the skin of the Teenage Witch

In a drive-through life

Yesterday, I developed a terrible smoker's cough

I don't think I'll ever sing the same again

She's tellin' lies that make you think fast

You haven't eaten, say, when'd you have a drink last?

She's not your kind

She's not your kin

She'd rather die than move an inch

But I'm too scared to live, too stoned to die

(Everybody says I'm too stoned to die)

Green is the skin of the Teenage Witch (Green is the skin)

In a drive-through life

Boredom, boredom, dirty water

Mixin' drinks and down the drain

Daytime, daytime always makes the big wide world come back again

Boredom, boredom, do your worst

I give the girls a TV Guide

Ashing, ashing on your passion

Wash your hair with turpentine

'Cause I'm too scared to live, too stoned to die

Green is the skin of the Teenage Witch

In a drive-through life

I said I'm too scared to live

I'm scared to die

Green is the skin of the Teenage Witch

In a drive-through life (Drive-through, drive-through life)