| Lyrics: | Junkie (S. Vai)
I need some junk,
To shoot in my veins,
Would you give
me some,
To relieve the pain?
These city streets,
Are drivin' me
insane,
I tried laundry detergent,
But it's not the same.
I need some
food,
To stuff in my face,
But the garbage man,
he took the trash away.
These city streets,
Are makin' me crazy.
I tried to eat rocks,
But they have no
taste.
My face is a wreck,
My brain's decayed,
I need a fix 'n' I'll
Be
O. K.
These city streets,
Are makin' me crazy,
I'm chewin' on glass but
I
Don't even bleed,
I don't even bleed (x3)
I'll pray tonight,
tTo the
king of kings,
Won't you pull me out,
I'd rehabilitate those
City streets, you know I
can't keep straight.
Will I murder somebody? Well, ya'
Can't fool fate
Ya' can't fool
&ate (x2)
No ya' can't fool fate.
I need some help, I
Need some help,
I'm
Fallin' apart.
Will I die in my sleep,
Or will I live in the streets,
In
agony?
{Some more sweet guitar |
