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