Lyrics Hawksley Workman

Hawksley Workman

Addicted

Ah, people get addicted, it's a problem around here

And I'm afflicted and the reports all say

Something, I guessed I'd have chosen not to listen

Just a busy by the bush, just a puking and a pissing

Got the whiskey in my blood and, hell, dammit, I'm in love

And I'm addicted, c'mon everybody, get addicted

And I'm guilty, baby, I'm so guilty

Just for being born, being white, wrong or right, back and forth

For the poor, for a ball, for the deep or for our soul

I'm addicted, and I'm ready to kill for it 'cause I'm addicted

And I'm the sadist

Like the mayor of the badlands

And you're tired, you're, oh, so fuckin' tired

And your homes let it slide, let the bad guys in behind

Now they're making with your honey

With your freedom and your money

And you're fucked, oughta say it, save it for a rainy day it

'Cause, baby, you're addicted

You're addicted

Fuck you, fuck you, you're, fucking addicted

And I'm a nice guy, it's always been my problem

Don't know whether I should fuck it, or destroy it

Or should I fire it or employ it or hate it

Or enjoy it, cause I'm addicted

Like a cancer, eating at the answer

I've got the beauty by the throat, so it couldn't sing a note

And it's begging just for seeing for the truth in all its being

For needing, bleeding, feeding, weeding, treating

Bleeding, cheating, gums receding

C'mon people, get addicted, get ad, dic, dic, dicted

Let's everybody get addicted

People get addicted, people get addicted

C'mon people, get addicted