What do you do when you're addicted to glue
You get a wife who's a stoner you know from the corner
What do you try when you're ready to die
You buy a no name prescription that fits the description
Where do you run when you're under the gun
You buy a bottle and stay there until you're a waster
Why do you cry when you're begging to die
Because the people will buy it, they might even try it, a few more will like it, a couple will bite it
Why do you flop when you're standing on top
Because you bloody well earned it so live like a hermit
What do you know when you cancel the show
It means you shouldn't have been there so pack up for nowhere
You made a scene such a f*cking scene
Because you live in a coma right next to Tacoma
Where do you run when they say you're the one
You take a packet of edges and live under bridges theres plenty of stitches to share with the witches
Theres talk of prophecy
They really don't know me
Theres talk and i foresee
A f*cking major catastrophe
How was the sky when you gave it a try
I bet theres millions of virgins and hopefully surgeons
A big shot he knows you're not
They had you at free beer luckily not here
Now now now now precious little bow wow
Stuck on a hambone can't answer the damn phone
Looking up feeling down, standing up falling down
Take my life take your time
I'm a Fitshuck Hitshead wasting wasted dimes
Murray Atkinson - Fitshuck Hits Head Lyrics
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What do you do when you're addicted to glue
You get a wife who's a stoner you know from the corner
What do you try when you're ready to die
You buy a no name prescription that fits the description
Where do you run when you're under the gun
You buy a bottle and stay there until you're a waster
Why do you cry when you're begging to die
Because the people will buy it, they might even try it, a few more will like it, a couple will bite it
Why do you flop when you're standing on top
Because you bloody well earned it so live like a hermit
What do you know when you cancel the show
It means you shouldn't have been there so pack up for nowhere
You made a scene such a f*cking scene
Because you live in a coma right next to Tacoma
Where do you run when they say you're the one
You take a packet of edges and live under bridges theres plenty of stitches to share with the witches
Theres talk of prophecy
They really don't know me
Theres talk and i foresee
A f*cking major catastrophe
How was the sky when you gave it a try
I bet theres millions of virgins and hopefully surgeons
A big shot he knows you're not
They had you at free beer luckily not here
Now now now now precious little bow wow
Stuck on a hambone can't answer the damn phone
Looking up feeling down, standing up falling down
Take my life take your time
I'm a Fitshuck Hitshead wasting wasted dimes
You get a wife who's a stoner you know from the corner
What do you try when you're ready to die
You buy a no name prescription that fits the description
Where do you run when you're under the gun
You buy a bottle and stay there until you're a waster
Why do you cry when you're begging to die
Because the people will buy it, they might even try it, a few more will like it, a couple will bite it
Why do you flop when you're standing on top
Because you bloody well earned it so live like a hermit
What do you know when you cancel the show
It means you shouldn't have been there so pack up for nowhere
You made a scene such a f*cking scene
Because you live in a coma right next to Tacoma
Where do you run when they say you're the one
You take a packet of edges and live under bridges theres plenty of stitches to share with the witches
Theres talk of prophecy
They really don't know me
Theres talk and i foresee
A f*cking major catastrophe
How was the sky when you gave it a try
I bet theres millions of virgins and hopefully surgeons
A big shot he knows you're not
They had you at free beer luckily not here
Now now now now precious little bow wow
Stuck on a hambone can't answer the damn phone
Looking up feeling down, standing up falling down
Take my life take your time
I'm a Fitshuck Hitshead wasting wasted dimes
Writer: John Atkinson
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