when i die bury me in the clothes of my youth throw my dust in the streets where i got alive with you blurry eyes steady teeth another drink a new bruise on my heart or on my cheek it s heaven we stumble out or try loud and free raw and wild and feel alive i don t mind well i don t think that hell is cheap and i m loose all my thrills come real cheap but i swear my aim is true we stumble out or try loud and free raw and wild and feel alive