.He's got plenty of drugs
But he can't find his guitar>
Winds up drowning in puke
Or with a needle hanging out of his arm
This is plea for drugs
This is a plea for booze
This is a plea for junk
Anything I can use
I'll shoot junk in my eye
I can't die
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