Dave Edmunds - Slow d**h lyrics

I called the doctor Up in the morning I had a fever It was a warning She said "There's nothing I can prescribe To keep your raunchy bag of bones alive" I got some money left for one more shot She said "God bless you" I said "Thanks a lot" It's a slow, slow d**h I called the preacher Holy, holy I begged forgiveness That's when he told me He said "There's nothing I can prescribe To keep your raunchy bag of bones alive" I got some money left for one more shot He said "God bless you" I said "Thanks a lot" [Chorus/instrumental break] I'm set to mainline A hit of morphine It's set to mainline It's like a bad dream Slow d**h... eat my mind away Slow d**h... turn my guts to clay Slow d**h [repeated] Yeah, yeah [repeated]