Hogwash - Chronic lyrics

I spend all the time on hallucinations Since I want let myself believe that The neighborhood madman is coming my way He's really a prince in disguise and is coming my way Over my dead body The sound of the ocean and the roar of the crowd Are not a very well kept secret He wants me to lose control As the city holds his breath until the end of times Mercy will make me laugh The ba*tard town speaks only of money The family doctor says I'm chronic I know at least we're food fot maggots So another full bottle is all that matters