12/02/01
Fun For Teens
Fun for teens
Isn't all the fun
Its seems
Its a recklessness that feeds
Their yearning to be free
Leaving their mind blank
Of all thought and warnings
Those Saturday mornings
All except the love of a party
And having a great time
As they never give a thought
To what can happen next after that crime
Never thinking about drinking and driving
Or even about dying
Never caring as they start off heading home
With their minds in are foggy tomb
They never notice their speeding
But in a flash they're in a crash
Ending up in a hospital insead
Of being home safe in bed
While the police are combing the fields
Searching for the person they just killed
As surgeons use their skills
Their parents are crying
Praying their not dying
All because they were drinking and driving