The Loss of Innocence
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Little Sally Walker walking down the street
Gets hooked up by a man sitting on the concrete
Dime in her palm, geared up to roll a J
Inhale the soothing smoke, step into disarray
Jack and Jill went up the hill to talk to trees, they said
Shrooms eaten hours before were fucking with their heads
“I’m tripping out,” Jack said to Jill
Whose freckles swirled, and made him shrill
Jack ran down the hill from Jill to turn his trip around
He paused and saw a flower planted in the ground
Its pedals glowing golden, its stem green and slender
He plucked the plant prudently, and marveled in its splendor
Miss Mary Mack all dressed in black, ready to go mingle
With razor in hand, straw in other, she cuts up one line single
Bump up her nose, she’s ready to go
Demeanor boosted, face all aglow
Miss Mary Mack soon comes back feeling pretty lousy
She lies awake in bed feeling not one bit drowsy
Tossing, turning, trembling, dying for some more
Of that pure powder, White Lady she adores
Rubber tubing, you’re the one
You’ve made my whole life come undone
Wrapped ‘round my arm, present to me my channel
Shoot up the euphoria, and my sorrows dismantle
Rubber tubing, you’re the one
See the giant web you’ve spun?
I connect with no one, not even my kin
Since you’ve shown me where to pierce my skin
Rubber tubing, it’s true you’ve won
Look at all the people you’ve made me shun
You’re my love, my friend, my brother
Grasp me tightly, I need no other
Hush little babies, don’t say a word
These drugs are going to buy you a life preferred
Smoke, drop, snort, inject, ingest, inhale
Stick with it long enough, over you it will prevail
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