Lyrics Codine - Quicksilver Messenger Service

Codine

An' my belly’s craving, I got a shakin' in my head
I feel like I’m dyin' an' I wish I were dead
If I live til tomorrow, it’s gonna be a long time
For I’ll reel and I’ll fall and rise on codine
An' it’s real, an' it’s real, one more time
When I was a young man I learned not to care
About whiskey and from it, I often did swear
My mother and father said whiskey is a curse
But the fate of their baby is many times worse
An' it’s real, an' it’s real, one more time
You’ll forget you’re woman, you’ll forget about men
Try it just once, an' you’ll try it again
And sometimes you wonder and an' sometimes you think
That I’m living my life without bending to drink
An' it’s real, an' it’s real, one more time
Stay away from the cities, stay away from the towns
Stay away from the men pushin' the codeine around
Stay away from the stores where the remedy is found
Or you’ll live off your days as a slave to codine
An' it’s real, an' it’s real, one more time
An' my belly is craving, I’ve got a shakin' in my head
An' I’ve started heeding what my buddy said
«Stab yourself with the grains of cocaine
An' you’ll end dead or you’ll end up insane.»
An' it’s real, an' it’s real, one more time
An' my belly is craving, I got a shaking in my head
I feel like I’m dyin' an' I wish I were dead
If I live til tomorrow it’s gonna be a long time
For I’ll reel and I’ll fall and rise up on codine
An' it’s real, an' it’s real, one more time
An' it’s real, an' it’s real, one more time