The Dictators - 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 raunchie bag of bones alive I got some money Give me one more shot She said go k** yourself I said thanks a lot. It's a slow d**h, slow d**h, slow d**h, slow d**h I called the preacher Oh holy holy I begged forgiveness And then he told me There's nothing i can prescribe To keep your raunchie bag of bones alive I got some money Give me one more shot He said go k** yourself I said thanks a lot. I've got to mainline A hit of morphine Except the mainline Is like a bad dream Slow d**h eats my mind away Slow d**h turns my flesh to clay Slow d**h, slow d**h, slow d**h, slow d**h