I don't know just where
I'm going
But
I'm gonna try for the
kingdom if I
can
Cuz it makes me
feel like I'm a
man
When I put a
spike into my
vein
Then, I tell ya',
things aren't quite the
same
When
I'm rushin' on my
run
And I
feel just like Jesus'
son
And I
guess that I just don't
know
And I
guess that I just don't
know
I have made big decisions
I'm gonna try to nullify my
life
Cuz when the
blood begins to
flow
When it
shoots up the dropper's
neck
When I'm
closing in on
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which is to be repeated as necessary:
And you can't
help me, not you
guys
Or all you sweet
girls with all your sweet
talk
You can
all go take a
walk
And I
guess I just don't
know
And I
guess that I just don't
know
I wish that I
was born a
thousand years ago
I wish that I'd sailed the darkened
seas
On a
great big clipper
ship
Going from
this land here to
that
Ah, in a
sailor's suit
and cap
Away from the big
city
Where a
man cannot be
free
Of all of
the evils of this
town
And of
himself and those
around
Oh, and I
guess that I just don't
know
Oh, and I
guess that I just don't
know
Be the death
of me
It's my
wife and it's my
life
Because a
mainline to my
vein
Leads to a
center in my
head
And then I'm
better off as
dead
Because when
the smack begins to
flow
Ah, I
really don't care
anymore
About all
the jim-jims in this
town
And all the
politicians makin' busy
sounds
And everybody
puttin' everybody else
down
And all the
dead bodies piled up in
Nam
Cuz when the
smack begins to
flow
Then I
really don't care
anymore
Ah, when that
heroin is in my
blood
And that
blood is in my
head
Then thank
god that I'm good as
dead
And thank your
god that I'm not
aware
And thank
god that I just don't
care
And I
guess I just don't
know
Ah, and I
guess I just don't
know