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blue sky black death & nacho picasso - naked lunch lyrics

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[intro]
“and you wanna stop. you really do, but it’s like a dream – you can’t stop dreams. they move in crazy pieces, any way they want to. and suddenly, you’re capable of anything.”

[chorus]
all the drugs i abused and i’m still not amused
all the drugs i abused and i’m still not amused
and i’m still not amused
and i’m still not amused
and i’m still not amused
all the drugs i a-

[verse 1]
i’m drugged up, got drug out
i tried to slide home safe from the dugout
rub me the wrong way and get rubbed out
my eyes either too low or they bugged out
you had a hangover every time we hung out
b-tches want to come over with they tongue out
you know what young ‘bout, tryna cough a lung out
we used to dumb out, running from the jump-out
i’m the highest in the house like the attic
i’m an addict with stains on my manik
my brain is enchanted by seeds that they planted
can’t take a seat ‘cause my heartbeat is rapid
dagnabit, bad habits im rodge rabbit
i just took a key bump from bob saget
save my blunts for a day and build a log cabin
gave my b-tch cpr, that’s what i call captain

[chorus x2]

[verse 2]
permafrosting, waterworld––pee wee sherman
and my dad used to shoot up––higher learning
we was pool buds, grew up fire burning
used to spend the night; grandma hide the bourbon
life’s a beach, i’m sprawled in the sand bruh
with a model making love to the camera
you at the pub making love to your hand bruh
head & shoulders, the c0ke’s devils dandruff
heath cliff and my b-tch dorothy dandridge
she put a gram on the mural, watch it vanish
she do a whole bottle a day, how she manage?
she a pro like d-ckinson, janis
joplin, coppin’ sips from the chalice
naked lunch, having brunch with the mantis
nacho pic-sso, come and sniff the canvas
i’m sorry dorothy, but this is not kansas

[chorus x2]

[verse 3]
watching heroin monroe, crack nicholson
hollyhood, don’t it feel magnificent?
try to kick, but i know your back sniffin’ it
i’m not a family guy, can’t peter griffin it
‘cause i’m a bad guy, i’mma do it different
since my dad died the drugs made a difference
in my secret garden, waiting for the buds to bloom
drunk as jack sparrow searching for orlando shrooms
art cl-ss, white kids used to smell the fumes
i would finger all the girls, tell ‘em “smell the poon”
i get high as moon, i could jab the moon
he said grab the street-sweeper but i grabbed the broom
sid and nancy and nacho on ramesses tomb
puffin’ bob marley, high off of heidi klum
the lizard king, who are you? hi lucy lui
in the sky with diamonds like lucy, cool

[chorus]

[bridge]
pills, purp and powder [x3]
something’s gotta work
pills, purp and powder [x3]
something’s gotta work
something’s gotta work
something’s gotta work
something’s gotta
something’s gotta work
something’s gotta work
something’s gotta
all the drugs i
all the drugs i

[outro]
“first, it’s a sat-rday night thing when you feel cool like a gangster or a rockstar- just something to k!ll the boredom, you know? they call it a chippie, a small habit. it feels so good, you start doing it on tuesdays… then thursdays… then it’s got you. every wise -ss punk on the block says it won’t happen to them, but it does.”

- blue sky black death nacho picasso lyrics

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