Hit and Split

I was a teenage teenager
Head a mess, the world was colorless
I was an optimist, now I'm permanently pissed
Hit and split and get your bit

Hit and split – baby that's it
Hit and split – you got the gist of it
It's dirty, quick, and sick
Try it once it starts to stick
Hit and split and get your bit

I was down and out
Self-pity, hate, and doubt
But now it's great
I found someone else to hate
You want eternal bliss, well just get pissed at someone else
And hit and split and get your bit

I got mine - and yours was fine
I got mine – I had to walk the line
A little outta my cast – spend my quiet time in a bomb blast
And hit and split and get my bit

Hit and run used to be so much fun
Hit and run – those days are gone dog-gone
It was a game we played Saturdays at an arcade
Hit and run and now it's gone

So hit and split – baby that's it
Hit and split – no time to sit and spit
Be nimble Jack be quick
Be moody, black, dark, slick
But hit and split and get your bit
Hit, hit - hit