Wasted
Runaways Lyrics


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Blue skinned sleeping boys
Man you're lookin' wasted
Greasy wheels, streets of steel
No tellin' what ya tasted

Good guys bad guys
Doesn't really matter
Punch drunk, high on junk
Sad you are so shattered

Wasted lives of wasted drives
Wasted days an' wasted nights
Wasted this an' wasted that
Wasted is where you're at

Torpedoes in tuxedos
Got iron in their hands
Cotton sound, lost an' found
Is in every crazy man

Lonely rain, bad cocaine
Doesn't really matter
China white, don't treat ya right
Sad you are so shattered

Wasted lives of wasted drives
Wasted days an' wasted nights
Wasted this an' wasted that
Wasted is where you're at

Madhouse melodies
Got beach rats on the run
Golden tractors, low plus factors
Silver bullets, rubber gun

Redneck rocker, or devil daughter
Doesn't really matter
Cheap dope, ya can't cope
Sad you are so shattered

Wasted lives of wasted drives
Wasted days an' wasted nights




Wasted this an' wasted that
Wasted is where you're at

Overall Meaning

The opening lines of "Blue skinned sleeping boys / Man you're lookin' wasted" invoke a sense of hopelessness and despair. The use of "blue skinned" creates a disturbing image and suggests the toll that addiction takes on the body. The repetition of "wasted" throughout the chorus emphasizes the theme of lost potential and destructive behavior.


The song further explores the idea of drug abuse with the lines "Good guys bad guys / Doesn't really matter / Punch drunk, high on junk / Sad you are so shattered." The song suggests that drug addiction doesn't discriminate based on morality or character, and the use of violent imagery with "punch drunk" and "shattered" further emphasize the negative consequences of substance abuse.


The last stanza shifts the imagery to that of a chaotic landscape, with "Madhouse melodies / Golden tractors, low plus factors / Silver bullets, rubber gun." The use of contrasting imagery highlights the confusion and disorientation that can come with addiction. The final repetition of "wasted" shows that despite all of the surreal imagery and contradictory symbolism, the song's central theme remains unchanged.


Line by Line Meaning

Blue skinned sleeping boys
People who are so intoxicated that their skin looks almost blue-ish in tone and they are passed out asleep


Man you're lookin' wasted
Expressing the sentiment that the person is clearly under the influence and not in a good state


Greasy wheels, streets of steel
Referencing the environment that the person is in, which is not exactly safe or glamorous


No tellin' what ya tasted
Possible allusion to drugs or alcohol they may have consumed that could have very toxic ingredients


Good guys bad guys
Doesn't matter who you are or what you do, the state of being "wasted" affects everyone equally


Doesn't really matter
Echoing the statement that there is no real difference between people when they are in this state


Punch drunk, high on junk
Playing with the concept of being "punch-drunk" which includes being dazed and confused while also suggesting they are high on some kind of drug


Sad you are so shattered
Expressing the disappointment that someone ended up in this state and that it is a sad reality


Wasted lives of wasted drives
Matching the sentiment of the song title which refers to not just wasted time in terms of your life but also wasted effort


Wasted days an' wasted nights
Again, aligning with the song's theme of wasted time and lost moments


Wasted this an' wasted that
Expanding on the idea of wasted effort or opportunities because of being under the influence


Wasted is where you're at
Repeating the chorus to drive home the meaning even further


Torpedoes in tuxedos
A metaphorical reference to people who may seem refined but are actually quite dangerous or explosive in nature


Got iron in their hands
Reiterating the dangerous nature of these people and their potential for violence


Cotton sound, lost an' found
Potentially referencing the sound of something soft, like cotton, being lost and found as a metaphor to explore the complexity of being lost


Is in every crazy man
Elaborating on the idea of mental instability or the fragility of someone who is "crazy"


Lonely rain, bad cocaine
Another example of the hopeless and despairing environment the song evokes, likening these two things to each other


China white, don't treat ya right
Referencing the drug known as china white which is known to be very dangerous and addictive, once again amplifying the idea of shattered lives due to addiction


Madhouse melodies
Suggesting the music itself is something of a chaotic, frenzied nature


Got beach rats on the run
The "beach rats" could be anyone in a frantic, desperate state due to drugs or poverty


Golden tractors, low plus factors
Using oxymorons like "golden tractors" to explore the ironic and contradictory nature of life when you are under the influence of drugs or intoxicated in some way


Silver bullets, rubber gun
More metaphorical musings to explore the duality of violence and deception when people are in this state


Redneck rocker, or devil daughter
Expressing how anyone, no matter their background, could be susceptible to living a life that leads to addiction or being under the influence


Cheap dope, ya can't cope
The music hammers home the idea of using drugs to escape reality, even though it only makes things worse




Lyrics © Peermusic Publishing
Written by: JOAN JETT, KIM FOWLEY

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Blue skinned sleeping boys
Man you're lookin' wasted
Greasy wheels, streets of steel
No tellin' what ya tasted
Good guys bad guys
Doesn't really matter
Punch drunk, high on junk
Sad you are so shattered

Wasted lives of wasted drives
Wasted days an' wasted nights
Wasted this an' wasted that
Wasted is where you're at

Torpedoes in tuxedos
Got iron in their hands
Cotton sound, lost an' found
Is in every crazy man
Lonely rain, bad cocaine
Doesn't really matter
China white, don't treat ya right
Sad you are so shattered

Madhouse melodies
Got beach rats on the run
Golden tractors, low plus factors
Silver bullets, rubber gun
Redneck rocker, or devil daughter
Doesn't really matter
Cheap dope, ya can't cope
Sad you are so shattered



All comments from YouTube:

corrin melia

i'm 15 now and i can't imagine going on the road and doing everything they did! wish i was alive in the 70's so i could see how good they were, one of my favourite bands, each one of them is so loveable

Mt. Shasta

According to Lita's autobiography, they all got STDs along with crabs and lice. And they stayed drunk. Doesn't doesn't sound like much fun. I met Lita in 1990, and really liked her. Lovely woman, but she had terrible taste in men.

Audrey Lafore

Dam that was 9 years ago I'm 15 and I agree

Rodger Bane

Hummm. I suspect some of them have very mixed feelings about being thrown into that rather cut throat world at such a young age. I notice Cherie Currey is not with the band at this point, wonder why?

Daystars Den

@RestInPain I want our old world back! I was a teen in the 80s.... I so miss them times!

Stephen landry

Well you are not alone I was a teenager in the 70s and I miss that decade.
I wish I could go back and stay there. I would never leave.

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Summer Garlic

This is some seriously bad ass rock for 1977. It's too bad they didn't last much longer after this.

Captain Jefferies

@rose Like this wasn't invented in the 50's.

Gerald Friend

@rose Most of her hits were pro songwriters or covers

rose

@WarKingCrofty I just mentioned that in my comment I posted . This is a exact copy of Shoot Shoot from UFO

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