Runaways Lyrics
Dead End Justice Lyrics
(s. anderson/c. currie/k. fowley/j. jett)
Im a blond bombshell and I wear it well
Youre momma says you go straight to hell
Im sweet sixteen and a rebel queen
I look real hot in my tight blue jeans
Dead end kids in the danger zone
All of you are drunk or stoned
Dead end kids youre not alone
You sleep in the street when youre not at home
Long hot summers make you wanna fight
The roar of the city lasts all night
You like drugs you like brew
You wont believe what I can do to you
Dead end kids in the danger zone
All of you are drunk or stoned
Dead end kids youre not alone
You sleep in the street when youre not at home
I got away clean with my fake id
No more school or mommy for me
Stealing cars and breaking hearts
Pills and thrills and acting smart
Dead end kids in the danger zone
All of you are drunk or stoned
Dead end kids youre not alone
You sleep in the street when youre not at home
In the naked city
Spaces aint that pretty
As I was getting dusted
I happened to get busted
Oh yes I was arrested
Oh God how I protested
They beat me with a board
It hurt just like a sword
They kicked me in the eye
My brain began to fry
This is like a movie
I know Im gonna scream
All the pain that I feel
Makes me feel mean
Its so sad and crazy here
I think Im gonna cry
If I dont wake up from this dream
I think Im gonna........die
Where am !?
Your in a cheap run down teenage jail thats where
Oh my god!
Yeah blondie your gonna be here till your 18 so get used to it
Behind the bars, theres a superstar
Who never had a chance
She could sing, she could dance
You dont sing and dance in juvie honey
Behind the walls, theyve seen it all
Gotta have, gotta have
Justice, justice
Dont want your law and order
Justice, justice
Or world wide disorder
What you in for?
Wouldnt you like to know.
Behind the fence, there is no defense
Theres murder, rape and bribery
In and out, burglary
You dont look so tough
Oh I been around
On the planet sorrow, there is no tommorrow
Gonna get.....
Justice, justice
Dont want your law and order
Justice, justice
Or world wide disorder
You cant turn off the tears
They crawl in juvenile hall
Cruel reform schools
They dont smile, they got no bail or jury trial
Joan, lets break out tonite
Ok cherie, whats the plan?
You grab the guard, in the prison yard
Get his keys and gun, well run
My old mans waiting outside in a van
Is he handsome?
Youll see
Cause you know, we gotta be free
Justice, justice
Dont want your law and order
Justice, justice
Or world wide disorder
Well go far through the prison yard
You and me, we will be free
Just be safe, dont be late
If you see the guard dont hesitate
But joan Im getting tired
Ive run out of fire
I cant go any farther
But cherie you must try harder
Joan, Im down, my ankle
I cant go on, but I cant leave you
What do I do?
Save yourself, you know what you gotta do
Oh my god