The Flamin' Groovies Slow Death

Tekst piosenki

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 death

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 death… eat my mind away
Slow death… turn my guts to clay
Slow death [repeated]
Yeah, yeah [repeated]