Hey! You

Hey! You, walking in tight blue jeans!
Your eyes are burning, your face is pretty mean
The light is red but your eyes are blue
You try to look good but you know it isn't true

You cross the street - you're half way there
You're on your way to Hell, but you don't care
You don't know where you're going
You haven't got a clue
When the party is all over
Whatcha gonna do?

Hey!
Hey! You!

Truth grows dim, your innocence lost
Your name was called when He was dying on the cross
Sooner or later you must decide;
You've tasted Hell, now let Jesus be your high

You cross the street - you're half way there
You're on your way to Hell, but you don't care
You don't know where you're going
You haven't got a clue
When the party is all over
Whatcha gonna do?

Hey!
Hey! You!

You're flyin high on Sunday. Monday's on a roll
Too many white lines on a sea of glass
The snake has got your soul
You should be standing on your knees
'Cause your nose is frozen and your heart's not pleased

You cross the street - you're half way there
You're on your way to Hell, but you don't care
You don't know where you're going
You haven't got a clue
When the party is all over
Whatcha gonna do?

Hey!
Hey! You!