weerd science – the voices on prince st., kingston, ny 12401 lyrics
i’ve got another story to tell
check, check
wake up get out of bed
i put the third and fourth eye on my head
made my way to the fridge for some breakfast
but the fridge was empty, so man, check this:
i made my way out the front door
alls i had to do was head down to the store
but the voices kept nagging me that i need more
i got out my phone and called my drug dealer
(h-llo?
hey, yo [beep] do you have any sh-t?)
(yeah, for sure bro, head on over to the crib.)
instead of eatin’ i walk in the streets
and i can’t help but feel like i’m just kinda defeatin’
the purpose of my existence, but these godd-mn voices are so persistant (c’mon!)
i get to my drug dealer’s house (’bout time)
and as usual he lays one out
d-mn, i do feel better
you voices really know your sh-t man, go figure (that’s right!)
we are all the voices that live in your head
and we’ve got nothing better to do than f-ck with you until you’re dead
we are all the voices that live in your head
and we’ve got nothing better to do than f-ck with you until you’re dead
i dont know how you guys knew
but i really do feel awesome so sh-t, thanks dudes (no problem)
hmm, now what to do? i could eat something or just start drinkin at noon (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
choices, choices, voices what you think?
(you should get some cocaine and definitely go drink)
yeah, f-ck it what the h-ll
so i head on to the only bar open at twelve (lets go!)
and as i head inside, put my head on the table with my pindot eyes, n’
it should come as no surprise that this occurance it became my every day life (so what)
but i dont see nothin wrong with it (what)
the voices said that it was totally cool and sh-t
(it’s fine, do another line, have another drink)
ahh, f-ck it all right (let’s go!)
we are all the voices that live in your head
and we’ve got nothing better to do than f-ck with you until you’re dead
we are all the voices that live in your head
and we’ve got nothing better to do than f-ck with you until you’re dead
and as the clock hit five
i swear i musta drank twenty shots no lie (that’s nothin’)
man, it’s gotta be time to go home
but the voices again, man, they just said (no)
well okay, how long are we gonna stay?
(’til you f-ck another fat chick)
oh, please not today
i can’t do this anymore i got records to make
i got sh-t to do, got a new plan to break, but (whatever)
f-ck it, i guess if we’re gonna hang
i’ma need some more cash to make this long night last
’til my wallet’s empty, so what do ya’ll say? (fine)
take my atm, go get some money
you know the code, and please hurry back
’cause i’m coming down fast and i need some more c0ke
as quick as it left it came back
we were looking for some blow but we settled for some smack
man this bar is the size of a living room
and they’re all drug addicts (but josh, not you!)
but you guys won’t stop ’til i’m the brokest dude (nope)
’til my toe’s been tagged and i’m bagged in blue: dead
we are all the voices that live in your head
and we’ve got nothing better to do than f-ck with you until you’re dead
we are all the voices that live in your head
and we’ve got nothing better to do than f-ck with you until you’re dead
(we are, we are)
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