pretty kids

Just off the highway
Beyond the potted primrose
They're there in absentia
It's a gallant, faint hole
No, no, you're not invited
The door is always closed
There's an ugly inside it

It's where the pretty kids go
It's where the pretty kids go

At the end of somewhere
Just beyond the turn
There's a distant fire
I can smell it burn
See the shadows dancing
In the amber glow
Just outside of nowhere

It's where the pretty kids go
It's where the pretty kids go

Bad intentions
Broken by design
No exceptions
We're just wasting time
If you don't drink the Kool-Aid
Then you'll really never know
What poison tastes like

It's where the pretty kids go
It's where the pretty kids go
It's where the pretty kids go

Go
Go, go

Just below the city
Above the noise
Running straight into madness