The Junkie And The Juicehead Minus Me
Key: DEnglish
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DI was stumblin' bumblin' down Gthem neon Music City sidewalks
With a AJunkie and a Juicehead who had Gproblems of their Down
Stuck with luck that kept me standin' just a Gstep away from starvin'
And some Atalent that I swore I'd show Gbefore I'd go back Dhome
80 Gdays out of the Army, makin' neither love nor money
And my Donly set of clothes was gettin' Acloser to the A7bone
Then the DJunkie placed an order with the Gprophet on the corner
While he Atold us of the soul that he'd been Gsellin' for a Dsong
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He said my Gfortune was my future but I Dlet it slip away
Slowly Asmokin' myself broke on 80 Dcigarettes a day
GFindin' out that crime ain't all there Dis that doesn't pay
And Gwritin' songs for no one but Amyself, and the Juicehead who said
GIf I can read my fortune, in the Dbottom of a glass
Then AI can see it's time for me to Dmake my last request
Will you Gfill my grave with whiskey when I'm Dlaid away to rest
So the Aboys can say I drank my way to Dhell
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Well I Ddrank the whole thing over, put G1 and 2 together
And it Aadded up to more of what I Gdidn't wanna Dbe
I ain't Dblamin' Music City but it's Gonly gonna see me
One more Awork day and a wake up and the Gtime it takes to Dleave
'Cause I Ggot a dirty picture of what could've been my future
In a Dprophet pushin' daydreams on a Acorner for a A7fee
And a Dwino lookin' lonely at a Gbottle gettin' empty
And a Ahungry lookin' Junkie hauntin' Gtea and Dsympathy
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And I Gbet that Junkie's laughin' at the Dlife he threw away
While he's Asmokin' himself broke on 80 Dcigarettes a day
GPleadin' down the prophet to a Dprice that he can pay
And Gwritin' words that no one's gonna Asee, but the Juicehead who said
GEvery empty bottle is his Dprivate crystal ball
Where he Astares into the future findin' Dnothin' there at all
Which is Gall I'll miss tomorrow when them Dneon shadows fall
On a AJunkie and a Juicehead minus Dme