Junk Songtext
von The Puddle

Here take this, stick it in your arm
Here take this, stick it in your arm
It′ll kill you, it'll give you a fright
And keep you warm tonight, let′s jump
Oh baby, you look so neat
A sweet thing like you deserves a treat
Tomorrow night you can walk the street
Tonight, heaven is cheap, jump


The sunlight on a cloudy day
Just three things make me feel this way
This is one, one is love
And one I am suspicious of, is
The first time I held her in my arms
My head flew
She dried my nose, she fixed my cough
Warm too

Some call it perversion
Some call it right and true
But even a dog with its brains cut out
Will fall in love with you

Oh the drug-tweaking so-called doctors say
You've got no right to feel this way
Get down on your knees, take it back
If we like you we'll fill you up with crack

This is just something that I want you to see
But you′ll be a fool to copy me
You do your thing, I′ll do mine
If there's no victim then there isn′t any crime, is there?