Fishbone - Pray To The Junkiemaker lyrics

Pray to the junkiemaker through all types of weather You will be a slave to the junkiemaker forever Fiend 4 the means while it taxes your mind... You're on the road to the "tombstone commode" Fiend like a hype as you s** the gla** pipe Your soul is cast into a hellish hole And as you're on your knees tryin to feed your disease The monkey's on your back got you "beggin' please" Pray to the junkiemaker Take a hit wit yer lips Pray to the junkiemaker...whoa ! You're jaded the light you no longer see Burned out, broke down in your misery Drop to less, you'll soon confess and "a**ume the position" "constipated asphyxiated concludes in purgatory as stated !" Pray to the junkiemaker Pray to the junkiemaker It's the d**h ticket, "can i get a witness !" Pray to the junkiemaker "take a hit, wit yer lips !" Pray to the junkiemaker "oooooooooh, whoah !" Pray to the junkiemaker "take a hit, sit and piss !" Pray to the junkiemaker Whoah ! I ain't talkin' 'bout a physical addiction but a mental spell It's a moral to this story so listen well I relate the life i live in full of sh** and sometimes hell And you will c that the pipe is your reality Pray to the junkiemaker ! Mental sh**ty, ho ! Mental sh**ty in the city yeh ! Pray to the junkiemaker ! And you will find you'll be a junkie with a zombie mind s** the pipe, take your life and you will die All because you wanted to get high !!!!!! Yeh ! In a cold sweat you will In a deep need you will In the rock house you will With a dick in your mouth you will In a mental rage you will When your body craves you will Demonic let's make a deal In the hospital you will P.m.r.c. you must be In the business office you will In the limousine you will In the white house in a ! In the school house you will In the church house you will yes ! In the police station they do Shippin' to the ghetto you devils As long as you're married you will Rocked up in the kitchen you're trippin' Sellin' your child for the rock pile In a straight jacket in a !!! Forced for a divorce of course In the jail house you will Way black in the plantation Trippin' in the bum bus station Mental m-m-masturbation 50 skylab station And the astronauts got to cop k**in' off the brothers and sistahs Twitchin' down six feet under Crack gettin' under my dunder Mr. lucifer him chuckle Mankind under his buckle