Slow Suicide
Sheep on Drugs
...on Drugs (1994)

Picture this;
A razorblade, now where's the twist?
Picture this;
A razorblade on a teenage wrist,
Now that's the twist...


I'm tired, & I need a drink
I've got no time to unwind, and no time to think
I need a little something to pick me up
& it looks like it's my night out with Lady Luck
I've got a pocket full of pills & thrills
They're guaranteed to cure all kinds of ills
So it's down the neck they go & then down the disco
Switch me on & they watch me go go go go go...


Slow Suicide, so slow...
Slow Suicide, I'm so low...


Everything is fine...
I could feel fine all the time
Hey, you in the suit,
I'm the kind who'll loose their mind & shoot
Splash the cash or bleed, you see;
I gotta feed my need & feed my greed...
I'm a street junkie now, on a crack-attack
Hand it over, Joe, or turn around and get it in the back-


Slow Suicide, so slow...
Slow Suicide, I'm so low...


I don't believe the kids these days
The kids these days amaze me...
Are you coming along for the ride?
(the ride of your life)