Drug Song

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D7 
Now every morning at 7 o‘clock, 
I get out of my bed and I step on the rock. 
And the chinese boss comes and says: "Keep still! 
Roll up your sleeve and give me that drill". 
Now you shoot up junk and what do you get! 
Another day older and deeper in debt! 
 
   F         C    D7 
   No one got no fun! 
   F           C          D7 
   Under this sun got no fun! 
 
I was born one morning when the sun didn‘t shine, 
I picked up my syringe and I walked to the line. 
If you see me comin‘ - better step aside, 
A lotta men didn‘t - a lotta men died! 
 
   No one got no fun! 
   Under this sun got no fun! 
 
It‘s a mighty hard road that my hands have hoed, 
My poor brain has traveled one polished barbiturate road, 
But I‘ve been through this a hundred times before: 
Could someone tell me what I‘m doing this for? 
Could someone tell me what I‘m doing this for? 
 
   No one got no fun! 
   Under this sun got no fun! 

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