THE NARCOTIC NIGHTMARE

The narcotic nightmare begins when you rise, with a cramp in ya belly and tears in ya eyes,

No dough in your pockets to sort out ya head, got a yearning for life though ya wish you were dead,

It's a pain-filled existence you set out to get, and your favourite pass-time's playin' Russian Roulette,

But you won't break the chain that is holding you fast, No more second chances you've just had ya last,

The narcotic nightmare it F*cks up ya days, when the craving it calls 'n' ya got no class 'A's,

It's all you can think of and all you can see, losing sight now completely of who you used to be,

'Cause it eats away at you til all strength has gone, and of  spirit and will-power these days you have none,

It controls all you do every thought in your head, is about how you're gonna keep your habit fed,

The narcotic nightmare's like leather and lace, so seductive and of  a way out there's no trace,

It's a daily dilemma succeeding to score, when you do for a while keeps the wolves from ya door,

Just a temporary measure you know they'll be back, it's a foregone conclusion when you're hooked on Crack,

So remember these words as ya starting to shake, and then pray to the Lord from this nightmare you'll wake.