So now, little man, you've grown tired of grass
L.S.D., goofballs, cocaine and hash, and
someone, pretending to be a true friend, said,
"I'll introduce you to Miss Heroin."
Well honey, before you start fooling with me,
just let me inform you of how it will be.
For I will seduce you and make you my slave,
I've sent men much stronger than you to their
graves. You think you could never become a
disgrace, and end up addicted to Poppyseed
So you'll start inhaling me one afternoon,
You'll take me into your arms very soon. And
once I have entered deep down in your veins,
the craving will nearly drive you insane.
You'll swindle your mother and just for a buck
You'll turn into something vile and corrupt.
You'll mug and you'll steal for my narcotic
charm, and feel contentment when I'm in your
The day, when you realize the monster you've
grown, you'll solemnly promise to leave me
If you think you've got the mystical knack, then
sweetie, just try getting me off your back.
The vomit, the cramps, your gut tied a knot
Your jangling nerves screaming for one more
shot. The hot chills and cold sweats, withdrawl
pains, can only be saved by my little white
There's no other way, and there's no need to
look, for deep down inside you will know you are
You'll desperately run to the pusher and then,
you'll welcome me back to your arms once
And when you return, just as I foretold, I know
that you'll give me your body and soul.
You'll give up your morals, your conscience,
your heart And you will be mine until, "Death
Do Us Part"