Master manipulator junkie genius
Voices from the ether is what stands between us
Spirits live in us take spirits inside of us
Never met a junkie that wasn't a genius
All this oppression dragging me down
All this depression worn like a crown
King of the netherworld, prince of peace
Pontificating from the top of the trash heap
Pinned out eyes smelling like sterno
Quoting me passages from Dante's Inferno
I might be crazy but I'm not an extremist
I never met a junkie that wasn't a genius
Scratching your nose

Pinned out eyes smelling like sterno
Quoting me passages from Dante's Inferno
Buy me a taco, maybe a burrito
Hey do you happen to have a cigarito?
I'm a flake, I'm your stooge
I'm your sidekick your flunkie
I never met a genius that wasn't a junkie
Scratching your nose

Ritchie Blackmore, Tony Iommi
I want to clean up and I want my Mommy
Ritchie Blackmore, Tony Iommi
I want to clean up and I want my Mommy

Going to the pawnshop to shoot my Stratocaster
Call me a liar, don't call me a bastard
Book of James, Joseph Campbell
I start to snore as you start to ramble
Hanging in the library reading Nicodemus
I never met a junkie that wasn't a genius
Scratching your nose

Ritchie Blackmore, Tony Iommi
I want to clean up and I want my Mommy
Ritchie Blackmore, Tony Iommi
I want to clean up and I want my Mommy
Ritchie Blackmore, Ronnie James Dio
Ritchie Blackmore, O Sole Mio


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