Ipecac Songtext
von Dastard

He bought a bottle
Bet he wont even make it home before he blows
A pail, a pile
A trail of bile leads to his door
Bile and ipecac


He′d grown up hit
He turned his wife into a house and sits alone in it
Now curled up on the floor
He throws it up just to drink more ipecac

Then comes that knocking sound
She opens wide and lets them in
In search of solid ground
Trading in ipecac