Wasted Lyrics - The Runaways

Blue skinned sleeping boys 

Man you're lookin' wasted 

Greasy wheels, streets of steel 

No tellin' what ya tasted 

Good guys bad guys 

Doesn't really matter 

Punch drunk, high on junk 

Sad you are so shattered 

Wasted lives of wasted drives 

Wasted days an' wasted nights 

Wasted this an' wasted that 

Wasted is where you're at 

Torpedoes in tuxedos 

Got iron in their hands 

Cotton sound, lost an' found 

Is in every crazy man 

Lonely rain, bad cocaine 

Doesn't really matter 

China white, don't treat ya right 

Sad you are so shattered 

Wasted lives of wasted drives 

Wasted days an' wasted nights 

Wasted this an' wasted that 

Wasted is where you're at 

Madhouse melodies 

Got beach rats on the run 

Golden tractors, low plus factors 

Silver bullets, rubber gun 

Redneck rocker, or devil daughter 

Doesn't really matter 

Cheap dope, ya can't cope 

Sad you are so shattered 

Wasted lives of wasted drives 

Wasted days an' wasted nights 

Wasted this an' wasted that 

Wasted is where you're at