I’ve got… a story to tell ya
Bout a little girl I know
She was mean… a bad seed baby
I met her at a show
She said well come on tony
Come on back to my place
But when I got there
She got crazy
Gettin off her face
She did smack
She did speed
Only thing she didn’t do was what I need
She did lines
She did base
She couldn’t function she was off her face
And then… she started tryin'
To get big t in bed
I said baby… your dyin'
Call a fucking doctor instead
She said… well come on tony
Come on back to my place
But when I got there
She got crazy
Gettin off her face
She’s a junkie
She’s a junkie
She’s a junkie
She’s a junkie
She’s a junkie
She’s a junkie
I’ve got… a story to tell ya
Bout a little girl I knew
Well she died. an overdose did her
And she was twenty two
A life of needles… and a pipeIn her arms or on her lips
A sweet chick
With fuck all sense
Always off her tits
1 | Prayer |
2 | Anal feast |
3 | Northcote |
4 | It's war |
5 | Kill, kill, kill |
6 | Albert |
7 | Sadomasifuck |
8 | Vulgar taste (of a rotten cunt) |
9 | Mortician |
10 | Knee deep in menstrual blood pt. 2 |