....A G D A G D G A x2 

A 
Some people like to make all the rules  
D  G                D  A  
And tell others what to do  
A 
They make it their way so they always win  
D  G                 D  A  
And the others always lose  
A 
Street gangs and madmen  
D  G                 D  A  
How they wage their private wars  
A 
In bankers clothes their hearts are froze and  
D  G                D  A  
Their wives hold hands with whores  
G  


I'll sit and spin for a little while  
C 
If it's the end of days  
D 
I'm goin out in style  
A               G              D    A  

G                      D   G       A  
I'm gonna drink it up while it lasts  
A               G              D     A  
Too much, Too young, Too fast  
G                      D   G       A  
I'm gonna tear it up so fill my glass  


A 
Thieves in the night rob you blind  
D   G                 D  A  
With surgical precision  
A 
You can't evade the eye in the sky  
D  G                  D  A  
He got facial recognition  
A 
Paranoia on every street  
D  G                  D  A  
It's hard to stay alive  
A 
Never know when you'll feel the heat  
D  G                 D A  
Before it takes your life  
G 


I'll sit and spin for a little while  
C 
If it's the end of days  
D 
I'm goin out in style  
A               G              D   A  


Too much, Too young, Too fast  
G             D               G   A  
I'm gonna drink it up while it lasts  
A               G              D    A  
Too much, Too young, Too fast  
G              D               G  A  
I'm gonna tear it up so fill my glass  

A               G              D    A  
Too much, Too young, Too fast  
G                      D   G       A  
I'm gonna drink it up while it lasts  
A               G              D     A  
Too much, Too young, Too fast  
G                      D   G       A  
I'm gonna tear it up so fill my glass  



Too much I'm gonna drink it up  
Too fast yeah while it lasts