Well, Louie lost his daughter Down behind that shack The sweet brown sugar took her And she did not make it back It's another form of suicide Now I know the reason why I'm runnin' Yeah So if you see your sister Tryin' to hide her tracks You just as well remind her `Cause she might not make it back It's another form of suicide No one knows the reason why she's runnin' Far away And all the fools think they're wise And the angels they cry And the people they all gathered round It was nine twenty-five When her body arrived And by noon she was down in the ground And we all fall down (You better look out) So if you see your brother Choking on the dope You just as well remind him `Cause he does not stand a hope Another form of suicide No one knows the reason why he's runnin' Far away And all the fools think they're wise And the angels they cry And the people they all gathered round It was nine twenty-five When his body arrived And by noon he was down in the ground And we all fall down (Solo) So if you see your mama Shakin' on the street Your little sister's starving And there ain't no food to eat She's looking for the dealer She's tryin' to find some crack Well, tell your little sister Mama won't be coming back Another form of suicide No one knows the reason why she's runnin' Far away And all the fools think they're wise And the angels they cry And the people they all gathered round It was nine twenty-five When her body arrived And by noon she was down in the ground And we all fall down And we all fall down And we all fall down To the ground And we all fall down It's comin' to get ya Just one more hit Just another hit You better look out Cause the dealer's gonna get ya You're going down