作词 : Scott Anderson/Cherie Currie/Kim Fowley/Joan Jett

作曲 : Scott Anderson/Cherie Currie/Kim Fowley/Joan Jett

I'm a blond bombshell and I wear it well

You're momma says you go straight to hell

I'm sweet sixteen and a rebel queen

I look real hot in my tight blue jeans

Dead end kids in the danger zone

All of you are drunk or stoned

Dead end kids you're not alone

You sleep on the street when you're not at home

Long hot summers make you wanna fight

The roar of the city lasts all night

You like drugs you like brew

You won't believe what I can do to you

Dead end kids in the danger zone

All of you are drunk or stoned

Dead end kids you're not alone

You sleep in the street when you're not at home

I got away clean with my fake ID

No more school or mommy for me

Stealing cars and breaking hearts

Pills and thrills and acting smart

Dead end kids in the danger zone

All of you are drunk or stoned

Dead end kids you're not alone

You sleep in the street when you're not at home

In the naked city

Spaces ain't that pretty

As I was getting dusted

I happened to get busted

Oh yes I was arrested

Oh god how I protested

They beat me with a board

It hurt just like a sword

They kicked me in the eye

My brain began to fry

This is like a movie

I know I'm gonna scream

All the pain that I feel

Makes me feel mean

It's so sad and crazy here

I think I'm gonna cry

If I don't wake up from this dream

I think I'm gonna........die

Where am !?

Your in a cheap run down teenage jail thats where

Oh my god!

Yeah blondie your gonna be here till your 18 so get used to it

Behind the bars, there's a superstar

Who never had a chance

She could sing, she could dance

You don't sing and dance in juvie honey

Behind the walls, they've seen it all

Gotta have, gotta have

Justice, justice

Don't want your law and order

Justice, justice

Or world wide disorder

What you in for?

Wouldn't you like to know

Behind the fence, there is no defense

There's murder, rape and bribery

In and out, burglary

You don't look so tough

Oh I been around

On the planet sorrow, there is no tommorrow

Gonna get.....

Justice, justice

Don't want your law and order

Justice, justice

Or world wide disorder

You can't turn off the tears

They crawl in juvenile hall

Cruel reform schools

They don't smile, they got no bail or jury trial

Joan, lets break out tonite

Ok Cherie, whats the plan?

You grab the guard, in the prison yard

Get his keys and gun, we'll run

My old man's waiting outside in a van

Is he handsome?

You'll see

Cause you know, we gotta be free

Justice, justice

Don't want your law and order

Justice, justice

Or world wide disorder

We'll go far through the prison yard

You and me, we will be free

Just be safe, don't be late

If you see the guard don't hesitate

But Joan I'm getting tired

I've run out of fire

I can't go any farther

But Cherie you must try harder

Joan, I'm down, my ankle

I can't go on, but I can't leave you

What do I do?

Save yourself, you know what you gotta do

OH MY GOD