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Doctors are greedy yeah there really mean They only gave that girl three weeks to be I can't see I don't know what you mean when you say it's just for liberty Well I don't mind I mean I'm not going to cry I just think it's time you ask yourself why tryptamines and amphetamines I don't think your alright by any means (-Chorus-) (Woah-oh) What happened to you dear? (Woah-oh) What happened to your ear? (Woah-oh) Your a little messed up. (Woah-oh) And now your out a little chunk. (What Are) We gonna do with you? (What Are) We gonna do with you? (What Are) We gonna do with you? (What Are) We gonna do with you? Oh my friends don't be afraid and Oh my love don't be that way. Patients are impatient yeah it's easy to see they don't wanna wait or have any mystery Cigarette trips and molle drips every things all relative when you take a sip your whole tale spun on your pretty lips a padlock chain on your swing-in hips -Chorus- (Woah-oh) What happened to you dear? (Woah-oh) What happened to your ear? (Woah-oh) Your a little messed up. (Woah-oh) And now your out a little chunk. (What Are) We gonna do with you? (What Are) We gonna do with you? (What Are) We gonna do with you? (What Are) We gonna do with you? Girl your sweet you taste like rum you went down easy but was a bitch coming up. Doctors are greedy yeah there really mean They only gave that girl three weeks to be I can't see I don't know what you mean when you say it's just for liberty Well I don't mind I mean I'm not going to cry I just think it's time you ask yourself why tryptamines and amphetamines I don't think your alright by any means. (-Chorus-) (Woah-oh) What happened to you dear? (Woah-oh) What happened to your ear? (Woah-oh) Your a little messed up. (Woah-oh) And now your out a little chunk. (What Are) We gonna do with you? (What Are) We gonna do with you? (What Are) We gonna do with you? (What Are) We gonna do with you?

You live, you lie, in obscurity you die. (x4) First come the filthy ones, in living and in soul. Their selling their possessions, to pack another bowl. Their constant desperation is punctuated by separation Too bad they want kids, that home ain't fit for habitation You live, you lie, in obscurity you die (x2) Second comes the players, a game we know too well. And in this game i speak of, it's of the drugs they sell There's no honor among thieves, and they are of no exception Sniffing gas and hopping cars, they're not above suspicion You live, you lie, in obscurity you die (x2) Third comes the liar, with many tales to tell But lying is a sin, so i'll kick his ass in hell He hides in the closet, just like a little kid Mixing up the words, that make himself sound stupid You live, you lie, in obscurity you die (x2) Fourth describes a group, hippies as they're called Sex, drugs, rock and roll, they specialize in it all Intelligence dosen't weigh much, beyond that of a gram And several of it's members, are locked up in the can You live, you lie, in obscurity you die (x2) Fifth describes the good ones, those i love so much. When no one else would help me, i'm the cripple to their crutch I'm suprised they stuck with me, when one through four have failed And in this greedy world, my friends are not for sale You live, you lie, in obscurity you die (x4) Win or lose we go down with the crew (x4)

Pussy cat and blue jack, you always seem to be wack. You never know the date or time people say you're out of line. I know you think they're crazy but you're so fucking lazy, you're only getting out of bed with the hopes to die again. Roll another fat blunt, now you know you're having fun. Oh yeah. Alright. Come on. Lets go. Black cat and sissy jack, whistle wet you're on your back. Don't think you're all alone forget about you're empty home. You've got plenty of hollow bones, with lots of veins with lots of holes. You're all caught up with pills and such and man you know addiction sucks. Oh yeah. Alright. Come on. Lets go. Scardy cat with Joe and Jack when you're all mixed you sort of lack. You sing your song but who's it for? You sing it for an empty floor. You say you're alone you need a whore, but that's the whiskey, just pour some more. You had some dreams you love the funk, but that's a ship that's already sunk.

I use words that I can't spell I don't believe in god but, i am still afraid of hell My teeth ache for days but I still avoid floss I need a job but, don't want a boss I've killed a lot of things but, don't want to die I've done a lot of things but very seldom try I try to act smart but don't know anything more vacant than my mind I think life a joke so I laugh at inappropriate times OI OI OI, PICK IT UP! I really despise people but don't wanna be alone I hate being bothered so I always forget my phone I try not to panic so I talk my self down I don't want to be king but would still like a crown Try not to think too much about the end Its always in my head seems like its always been I'm so obsessed with death I am contemplating suicide These words taste bad rotting in my mind This fucking buzz is a noose around my neck and I am two shots from going off the deck If i'm staying on board this boats going down at least I won't be the only wreak in town 12,1234! I run around in circles but, cant settle down I'm bound to find the word but can't find the noun I need a comb cause my hair is such a mess I have big dreams that make me settle for less I have these friends that find these whores I know there intentions are so much more Man these problems really chill me to the bone I shouldn't worry I got problems of my own. Skiddly bop ba dada bop bop bop! This fucking buzz is a noose around my neck and I am two shots from going off the deck If i'm staying on board this boats going down at least I won't be the only wreak in town