Coke, Beer, and Heroin

Spend a lot of money on me
I’m not an artist I’m a man
I bought myself a badass guitar
And wrote a business plan

Cut my seventh album today
It’s mediocre that’s a fact
I had more fun when I was smoking crack
Just buy the album and send it back

There was one lesson I read
Don’t let success go to your head
If you can avoid the coke, the beer, and the heroin
You might just kill yourself instead

Got my health insurance card
They plugged me in and ran some tests
Found I had cancer in both my breasts
I didn’t know that I had breasts

There was one story I read
Don’t let the vanity go to your head
If you can avoid the coke, the beer, and the heroin
You’ll just take suicide instead

The coke the beer and the heroin
The coke the beer and the heroin
…

Heard from my accountant
I blew it all down at the track
I found the only vice that’s worse than crack
At least with crack you get something back

Show me all your pity
I’m not an artist I’m a lie
I must reclaim my name before I die
Would it make you smile to see me cry?

There was one moral I read
Don’t let good morals go to your head
Just try to steer clear of the coke, the beer, and the heroin
And the gambling and the whores and the cigarettes.

The coke the beer and the heroin
The coke the beer and the heroin
The coke the beer and the heroin

(Lyrics copyright Christopher Stetson Wilson 2010)