Ram II
Friday, August 3, 2012
Thursday, August 2, 2012
CODINE
Buffy Ste. Marie
My belly is craving, as I lay on the bed, I feel like I'm dyin' an' I wish I were dead If I live till tomorrow that'll be a long time For I'll reel and I'll fall and I'll rise on cod'ane An' it's real, an' it's real, one more time When I was a young man I learned not to care For whiskey and from it, I often did swear My mother and father said whiskey's a curse But the fate of their son is so many times worse An' it's real, an' it's real, one more time You'll forget you're a man, forget about women Try it just once, an' you'll try it again Sometimes I wonder and sometimes I think Why I live my life with my back turned to drink An' it's real, an' it's real, one more time It good for the aching when your body get ill That's what they said when I took a few pills Now the aches and the pains drive me out of my brain They're always inside me because of cod'ane An' it's real, an' it's real, one more time Stay away from the cities, stay away from town Stay away from the men pushin' cod'ane around Stay away from the drugstores who all play the game You will live out your days as a slave to cod'ane An' it's real, an' it's real, one more time An' my belly is hurting, I've got shakin' in my head An' I've started heating whether my body said Stave yourself up with the grains of cocaine Or you'll end up dead an' you'll end up insane An' it's real, an' it's real, one more time My belly is craving, as I lay on the bed, I feel like I'm dyin' an' I wish I were dead If I live till tomorrow that'll be a long t'ame For I'll reel and I'll fall and rise on cod'ane An' it's real, an' it's real, one more time
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