Jesse and I were not lookin' so pretty
We hadn't been well in awhile
We ran out of cash and they ran out of pity
Our demeanor lacked what you'd call style

Alone in my room with a hundred-watt lightbulb
And books I can't find time to read
I'm scrapin' bags, double-boilin' cottons
I'm lookin' around for my rig

Well it's dull and it's bent
And you can't read the numbers
But nevertheless it's my friend
With my belt between teeth
I'm ready to be friendly once again
Yeah, yeah

Niki, oh Niki, so young and so pretty
Your dad doesn't know who you are
Instead of a habit you should have a hobby
Like barbie or bubblegum cards

What good are The Make-up
And what good are The Makers
If nothing can make you feel good
Jesse go, Jesse run
Please make quick to the bad neighborhoods
I'll wait for you


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    Miles, I believe life is so bad for some. This song is about heroin addiction.

    negatyveon September 07, 2006   Link

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