The Dead Milkmen - Junkie Lyrics

The Dead Milkmen Lyrics

"Junkie"

My best friend is a junkie
He shoots up all day
Sometimes he even shits himself
What else can I say?
Shoot up or shut up!
Shoot up or shut up!
Shoot up or shut up!
Shoot up or shut up!

If his girl don't score
He makes her black and blue
He wears his track marks like tattoos

I love to hear his junkie talk
Whenever he talks on the sidewalk

My best friend is a junkie
It's sad but true
My best friend is a junkie
What does your best friend do?

My best friend is a junkie
He shoots up all day
Sometimes he even shits himself
What else can I say?
Shoot up or shut up!
Shoot up or shut up!
Shoot up or shut up!
Shoot up or shut up!

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Writer(s): Dean Sabatino, Rodney Linderman, David Schulthise, Anthony Joseph Genaro

album: "Big Lizard In My Backyard" (1985)

The Dead Milkmen - Big Lizard In My Backyard album cover

V.F.W. (Veterans Of A Fucked Up World)

Rastabilly

Serrated Edge

Lucky

Big Lizard In My Backyard

Takin' Retards To The Zoo

Tugena

(Instrumental)

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