The Crackhead Song

The governments got a deal for you

take a puff, bring along a friend too

a deal you'll make until you die

the marriage made in hell

the glass dick you won't deny

savior self not me

thanks to crack you can get a blow job for a buck

vcr with remote if you have good luck

you can find most anything at a bargain price

courtesy of the crack heads who roam your streets at night

savior self not me

thanks to crack you can't keep a nickel in your car

doors are locked windows are shut and everything's alarmed

we've become the prisoner our home a prison cell

the time has come to pay the rent and sent you back to hell

savior self not me

crackhead, crackhead burning bright, gasoline in insta-light

sold me my own stereo throw the match and watch'em glow

think you smart your almost dead, now your baked outside instead

no more brainless mindless gumbo frying deep inside that head

savior self not me

save yourself, save yourself

stop the madness save yourself

go blow your brains out with a gun

try it out, it's loads of fun... it's not like I'm recommending it, though