Quicksilver Messenger Service - Codine Lyrics

An' my belly is cravin', I got a shakin' in my head

I feel like I'm dyin' an' I wish I were dead

If I lived till tomorrow it's gonna be a long time

For I'll reel and I'll fall and rise on codine

An' it's real, an' it's real, one more time

When I was a young man I learned not to care

Wild whiskey in front an' I often did swear

My mother and father said, "Whiskey is a curse

But the fate of their baby, is a many times worse"

An' it's real, an' it's real, one more time

You'll forget your woman, you'll forget about the man

Try it just once, an' you'll try it again

It's sometimes you wonder and it's sometimes you think

That I'm a-livin' my life with abandon to drink

An' it's real, an' it's real, one more time

Stay away from the cities, stay away from the towns

Stay away from the men pushin' the codine around

Stay away from the stores where the remedy is found

I will live a few days as a slave to codine

An' it's real, an' it's real, one more time

An' my belly is cravin', I've got a shakin' in my head

An' I've started heatin' oh, whether my body has said

Stab yourself with the grains of cocaine

An' you'll end up dead or you'll end up insane

An' it's real, an' it's real, one more time

An' my belly is cravin', I've got a shakin' in my head

I feel like I'm dyin' an' I wish I were dead

If I lived till tomorrow it's gonna be a long time

For I'll reel and I'll fall and rise up on codine

An' it's real, an' it's real, one more time

An' it's real, an' it's real, one more time