Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song King Heroin, artist - James Brown. Album song Gold, in the genre R&BDate of issue: 28.08.2005
Record label: A Republic Records release;
Song language: English
King Heroin |
| Ladies and Gentlemen |
| Fellow Americans |
| Lady Americans |
| This is James Brown |
| I wanna talk to you about one of our |
| Most deadly |
| Killers in the country today |
| I had a dream the other night, and I |
| Was sitting in my living room |
| Dozed off to sleep |
| So I start to dreaming |
| I dreamed I walked in a place and |
| I saw a real strange, weird object |
| Standing up talking to the people |
| And I found out it was heroin |
| That deadly drug that go in your veins |
| He said: |
| I came to this country without a passport |
| Ever since then I’ve been hunted and sought |
| My little white grains are nothing but waste |
| Soft and deadly and bitter to taste |
| I’m a world of power and all know it’s true |
| Use me once and you’ll know it, too |
| I can make a mere schoolboy forget his books |
| I can make a world-famous beauty neglect her looks |
| I can make a good man forsake his wife |
| Send a greedy man to prison for the rest of his life |
| I can make a man forsake his country and flag |
| Make a girl sell her body for a five-dollar bag |
| Some think my adventure’s a joy and a thrill |
| But I’ll put a gun in your hand and make you kill |
| In cellophane bags I’ve found my way |
| To heads of state and children at play |
| I’m financed in China, ran in Japan |
| I’m respected in Turkey and I’m legal in Siam |
| I take my addicts and make 'em steal, borrow, beg |
| Then they search for a vein in their arm or their leg |
| So, be you Italian, Jewish, Black or Mex |
| I can make the most virile of men forget their sex |
| So now, now my man, you must do your best |
| To keep up your habit until your arrest |
| Now the police have taken you from under my wing |
| Do you think they dare defy me, I who am king? |
| Now, you must lie in that county jail |
| Where I can’t get to you by visit or mail |
| So squirm — with discomfort — wiggle and cough |
| Six days of madness, hah, and you might throw me off |
| Curse me in name, defy me in speech |
| But you’d pick me up right now if I were in your reach |
| All through your sentence you’ve become resolved to your fate |
| Hear now, young man and woman, I’ll be waiting at the gate |
| Don’t be afraid, don’t run, I’m not chased |
| Sure my name is Heroin, you’ll be back for a taste |
| Behold, you’re hooked |
| Your foot is in the stirrup |
| And make -- haste |
| Mount the steed and ride him well |
| For the white horse of heroin will ride you to Hell |
| To Hell |
| Will ride you to Hell |
| Until you are dead |
| Dead, brother, Dead |
| This is a revolution of the mind |
| Get your mind together |
| And get away from drugs |
| That’s the man |
| Back, back |