Lyrics

I'm going to the ghetto to cop me a fix I'm supposed to meet Huero down at Freeman and 106 He zips around the corner on another junkies bike In his mouth, he's got that sticky black stuff that I like He ride's up to the window of my pickup truck Ten minutes from now, I won't give a fuck The scene if kind of tense down at the liquor store Panhandling winos, gangbangers, and a three dollar whore I open up the car, and I get behind the wheel I thank god I'm strung out on tar so I don't have to feel The radio's playing "Dimples" by John Lee Hooker As I toss in a chunk and put the matches up to the cooker To jack up my blood sugar level, I gotta get something to eat But in 10 or 15 minutes, man I'll be right back out on the street The radio's playing "Double Shot of My Baby's Love" As I register a 60 while a 747 descends from up above Every time I down at the payphone making that phone call I pray to the Virgin Mary on the carniceria wall I'm rolling down Arbor Vitae Street because I've got to go get some more I'm supposed to meet Camilo over on Mansel and 104 He zips around the corner in a red and white Z28 I gotta shed a tear for old Lou Reed because I usually don't have to wait I be ripping bottom off of another Pepsi can While I pray to Jesus Christ not to let this be the day I get busted by the man