We've lost some friends to heroin
And to others drinkings the same.
I've done my share of LSD
And my thoughts have been hard to regain.
Went to the doctor for the pain in my mouth
And he gave me a bottle of pills.
And now all that pains subsided,
I need an excuse for a refill.
And we all want something after.
Same excuses every day every night
And I don't think they bare repeating.
Productive member of society?
No, it's a cold 12 once that I'm greeting.
I go in with a huge list of tasks
and I always come out seeing double.
I got this brand new song with no words
Because it just seems like to much trouble.