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Tracks lyrics
You had tragic 8-ball eyes
But you laughed at your demise
like it was a joke
All goosed up, suburban trash
Your arms are tied, you re failing fast
You couldn t let go
Let s go get some Chinese Rocks
Chatterbox you squawk a lot
You d better get off the phone
It s a Sad Vacation without you
You hurt me baby but I love you
All by myself, I m so alone
Too much way too soon
the Junkie Business you do
You made damn sure you were Born to Lose
[Chorus:]
Tracks are all you left for me
After you O.D. d
I can t put my arms around your memory
After you oh...after you O.D. d
like a Subway Train with a One Track Mind
Goin Steady Downtown Pipeline
You d better Go Back To Go
In Cold Blood, Dead Or Alive
JeyBoy you don t seem so high
Ask Me No Questions, I ll tell you no lies
Let s go get some Chinese Rocks
Yeah Chatterbox you talked that talk
But there ain t nobody home
It s a Sad Vacation, yeah it s true
You Hurt Me Johnny but I Love You
But you just screamed Leave Me Alone
Too Much way Too Soon
All the Voodoo You Do
You made damned sure you were Born To Lose
[Rep t Chorus]
You O.D. d
Yeah you O.D. d
Down in New Orleans
You fucking died junkie!
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