Methadone Blues

Now don’t be a doubter and don’t be a cynic

All I ever need is a ride to the clinic

How does this sweat keep coming out of my head

Its like a No. 2 pencil with a little extra lead

This is such a nice and well made car

90 miles to Jacksonville don’t seem so far

I been up all nite I can tell you all the news

Methadone Methadone Methadone blues

Ooooo, oooo, oooo

I don’t like the looks of my latest dealer

Starch white lab coat socialistic healer

Totally neat and totally clean I went up 4 mil now I’m back down 3

Feelin so much better, clear headed and fluent

Now that the weeks got a little structure to it

If we need gas money I sell what I don’t use

Methadone Methadone Methadone blues

Oooo, oooo, oooo

I keep my robe on baby, I keep my phone on baby

I keep the Stones on singin’, I keep it twilight

You got the reigns on me, you got me part way free

You got my half way right, yea you know where I am at night

Look at these fools its like a welfare line

Good thing being a junkie ain’t no crime

Now don’t get them and me confused

Methadone Methadone Methadone blues

Oooo, oooo, oooo

And if we keep showing up well we’ll be on a winning streak

Don’t have to drive everyday they’ll hook us up by the week

Trust is such a fleeting and necessary thing

I know living without it and the trouble it can bring

Nothing as hot as 95 in the summer, that guy over there he a famous rock drummer

Bout died of H1N1 flu

Methadone Methadone Methadone Blues

Oooo, oooo, oooo

I keep my robe on baby, I keep my phone on baby

I keep the Stones on singin, I keep it twilight

You got the reigns on me, you got me part way free

You got my half way right, yea you know where I am at night