Wastoid
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My arms are filled From my wrists up to my shoulders With needle tracks 'Cos for two years now I've been livin' on the street And almost every day I shoot up a little bit of smack My TV, my stereo and all my possessions are gone All stuck in hock 'Cause every single time that I get a little money I go buy myself another piece of rock (Chorus) I'm a wastoid, wastin' away I'm a wastoid, I'll hit the bottom someday, yeah Wastoid, doin' some drugs I'm a wastoid and I say fuck the hugs Cops been on my ass every day and night Since sometime early last winter Finally got busted, I went down for the count And wound up in a rehab center Psychiatric therapy was useless And electroshock treatment just curled my hair So they locked me up alone And they shot me up with methadone But I didn't care (Repeat chorus) 'Cos I'm a wastoid! |