The wheels are winding. The engine is a barrel, chested bartender, Howling for last call . All the drunks dream of c-nts And all the c*nts come up front. But everybody’s gotta get a chance to be up front or number one blue ribbon Once . I’d be born again And start fresh . Finer things , like heroin would never have touched my flesh. But I know And I know I can never go back to the way things were BEFORE. And I don’t want to anymore . Blacktar.Blacktop.Blacklist. Black metal. Blackout! Lonestar. Guitars. Faster cars. Laced cigars. Cactus pins. Heroin. Shoot it in. Do it again. I’m a shiny son of a gun . You only met me, but you think you know me . You don’t know me so blow me, hon . Cause I’m here to kill my woes and I’m here to start some trouble . I’m here to down beers and pick up some whores until I’m parked double And I can’t get it up no more. In another fight today ; My stamina ain’t what it used to be , but my left still seems to work OK Got a couple more left in me I suppose. Or maybe I’ll kill over tomorrow I don’t know . My pupils dilate an’ I can’t see straight. Just one more renegade from the volunteer state . I know the country ain’t what it used to be Let’s go down to the creek Before they build another public pisser… Where I can get geeked . Passed out in the driver seat ; Blacked out in a wink . First time I’d blinked in a week . Black tar black top blacklist, black metal blackout. Lonestar. Guitars.. faster cars. Laced cigars.mmmm then…it’s- Cactus pins. Heroin. Shoot it in .do it again. I will never love Anything but the needle and the blood. I’m need to feed but will never be full. I bear my teeth at people; I bear my teeth when I stand in the shadow of the church’s steeple. This dose is fucking lethal. I dug my grave the day I was made I stayed here on earth as pray to the drug that keeps me awake and taught me of love until the day… I decided to drown myself with asphyxiation And die with a rig in my arm Without a ring on my finger. Someone was ringing the alarm But I did not answer. The door is closed. So kill your bosses and kill your teachers. This is not a test. This is the trial for your soul And all they found was a hole. I am guilty as sin, that’s All I know. I might make it another day But I don’t know I proceed with the speed of shit of the speed I shot in me and got a shotgun charge as an accessory. Mercy me. Empty bottle, empty heart- you sucked ‘em both dry. A note on the fridge is how you said goodbye. Why have you gripped me inside your loving arms Only to rip me apart. Turn around …For one more long look…. Underground…. The only way to loosen the hooks in my soul…. So say some nice thing that prob’ly ain’t true about me, lay me down in that hole. 6 feet down This is the last time you’ll see me Maybe you’ll believe me it’s all over now. I’m down. I’m so down I can’t see Anything but black. I’m so down down here where the worm is never full. Light me a cigarette and have me a pull…. Making the best of the worst situation. Babe, I don’t give a damn, Where I’m going or where you came from.. I just want to hold you. To hold onto the vision To feel some recognition. Put my key in the ignition And drive off the edge. “ good luck and get fucked” The only thing that you said. Wake up one Moro, Shoot yourself in the head. (at your wake, instead of morning, I shot up instead….)
