Текст: Juliana Hatfield. Bed. Live It Up.

The Guest of honor cries
Tars of joy and pride
But someone's waiting in the wings to steal your fire
And I don't want to ruin the surprise
That your house on the beach
Will fall into the sea.

Live it up 'cause you're going down
Live it up 'cause you're going down
Live it up 'cause you're going down

This reign can't last
It'll all dry up so fast
The planets are flying past you
You think it's only natural
That the world will stop
And wait for you
And wait for you if you fall off.

Live it up 'cause you're going down
Live it up 'cause you're going down
Live it up 'cause you're going down

We fantasize of your demise
We lie in wait, we salivate
Visualizing your head on a plate.

You're sinking in the mud
They put the pedestal on
Hold on to your jewels
You can hawk them later
A variation on a theme :
You're not missing anything.

Live it up 'cause you're going down
Live it up 'cause you're going down
Live it up 'cause you're going down.