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Soul Asylum Time's Incinerator Cocaine Blues Early one morning while making my rounds I took a shot of cocaine and I shot my baby down I shot her down bacause she made me stoned Late the next morning I grabbed my gun I took a shot of cocaine and away I run It made me run, but I run too slow They took me down at the border of Mexico Taking the highroads taking the kill Goin' watchin the sheriff from Circle Hill Tilley lil lady my name is nice Jack Brown Yes my name is Doo Little Lee If you got a warrant you better read it to me I shot her down cause she made me stoned When I was arrested I was pressed at blank They needed a freight train to hold me back I got no friend who are gonna pay my bail I became a dried up carcas in the county jail The next morning bout half past nine I saw a sheriff walking down the line The sheriff said as he cleared his throat The nest morning my trial began Where I was judged by twelve honest men In bout five minutes in walks a man holding the verdict in his right hand the verdict said in the third degree I tried so lord plase have mercy on me ninety nine years in the Sam Clint Ben ninety nine years in which he made me proud I wont forget the day I shot that bad bitch down Comon you haglers listen up to me Say I took this letter and a bag of cocaine |
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