Your arm looks like a railroad track, and you ain't got no
friends, tomorrow you say you'll be all right but the
trouble, it never ends.
Cocaine and horse and dilaudid, its a heavy duty
concoction, you will shoot anything you can get your hands
on.
Well you're livin on a lunatic fringe, on an all-nite
shootin' binge, your drunken lifestyle really makes me
wanna cringe. well, you'll make it with anybody who'll keep
you in the money, to keep that needle livin' in your arm.
Slam bang, right down the mainline, slam bang, tickles down
your spine, slam bang, you're killin' yourself
now...cocaine and horse and dilaudid, its a heavy duty
concoction, you will shoot anything you can get your hands
on.
When you're kneelin down at the altar, thinkin of holy
water, askin god to have mercy on your soul...as youre
kneelin down at the altar, your senses start to falter,
"help me lord, i'm headed for an overdose"
Slam bang, right down the mainline, slam bang, tickles down
your spine, slam bang, you're killin yourself
now...cocaine and horse and dilaudid, its a heavy duty
concoction, you will shoot anything you can get your hands
on.
(spoken)as youre lyin in the gutter, o.d.'d on peanut
butter, mom and dad say "drugs made you their slave"
As you lie there in the gutter, these are the last words
that youll mutter: i want everybody ta start pissin on my
grave.
Say what? i want everybody ta start pissin on my grave.
Página 1 / 2Slam bang, right down the mainline, slam bang, tickles down
your spine, slam bang, you're killin yourself
now...cocaine and horse and dilaudid, its a heavy duty
concoction, you will shoot anything you can get your hands
on.
You will shoot anything you can get your hands on.
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