You're so fuckin' tough, so motherfuckin' bad.
13 Years Of Grief, is all your folks ever had.
Just and ignorant c*nt, talking such shit.
Tryin' to act act like a man,
You little fuckin' punk kid.

Yeah! Son, look at you now!
Yeah! Son, look at you now!

Day of court, day of fear, in walks the judge.
Half a year, nothing less. No he wouldn't budge.
Hand over your belongins, and your motherfuckin' soul.
That's the joy of life,
Six months in the hole.

Yeah! Son, look at you now!
Yeah! Son, look at you now!

(solo)

You wrecked your moth

She's coming over,
we'll go out walking,
Make a call on the way.

She's in the phone booth now,
I'm looking in.
There comes a smile on her face.

There's still some of the same stuff we got yesterday.
There's still some of the same stuff we got yesterday,
yeah.

I'm too much with myself,
I wanna be someone else.
I'm too much with myself,
I wanna be someone else.
I'm too much with myself,
I wanna be someone else.


So we take off out Fiona's door,
Walk until it's light outside,
Like before when we were on the phone.

We have to laugh to look at each other.
We have to laugh 'cause we're not alone.

As the cars fly up King St.
It's enough to startle us,
It's enough to startle us

I love my drug buddy.
My drug, my drug buddy.
I love my drug buddy.
My drug, my drug buddy.

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