Ah, look out
I'm sick
I'm so sick

Of getting sick
Everytime I lose my connection
I'm tired

So tired
Of getting up in the morning
For that long uphill walk

To the methadone clinic
There's gotta be an easier way


Now hold on a second

This burnin'

There's a change comin'
In my blackened spoon
And I suggest to you

That it takes five seconds
Just five seconds
To put a morphine suppository

All the way inside
Brothers and sisters
Do you know what I'm talkin' about?

Yeah
I'm talkin' about a full on
Mother$#&@in'

Revolution