Junk

Hash, hash, they smoke hash
I would smoke too, but I don't have cash
Alright, fuck it, I'll go put away the larva
And jerk off to some picture

In the publisher Larry Flynt's magazine
I chew a Wrigley's Spearmint gum
I could throw myself a party
Buy some chips and lie on the bed

Below your floor lives your neighbor
What can you tell me about that teenager?
She has 'Dolce & Gabbana' on her ass
The chick looks like a teenage junkie

She eats ecstasy at the rave
It's easier to move horses than to do this
Half a glass to get high
One problem - nothing to worry about

Everyone fucks her and nothing fucks her
She'll blow anyone for a dose
What did I know about Junk?
Jazz-funk?
Junk is me
I am junk!

We know about Junk
Jazz-funk
Junk is me
I am junk

We know about Junk
Jazz-funk
Junk is me
I am junk

It's fine for now, then it'll start to break
Waiting for a cool high is pointless
Stomach and lungs will switch places
Veins covered with screaming nipples

Cigarette smoke with who knows what
What am I doing here? And why?
I don't understand at all, is it me?
And what time of year is it? Winter? Summer?

My shitty body declared war on me
Ultimatum, dude
Shall we hit the cube?
What did I know about Junk?

Jazz-funk?
Junk is me
I am junk!
We know about Junk

Jazz-funk
Junk is me
I am junk
We know about Junk

Jazz-funk
Junk is me
I am junk
Hey guys, did you take the last speed?

No, do you see the chick standing on the corner?
Yeah, that bitch with a sore on her neck
She has AIDS, and also gonorrhea
They say the worthy are taken to heaven

One of my buddies, now deceased
Twisted in pieces, died of an overdose
They buried him like that, without changing his pose
Dude, shut up and try to relax

I really don't like what's happening
What did I know about Junk?
Jazz-funk?
Junk is me
I am junk!
We know about Junk

Jazz-funk
Junk is me
I am junk
We know about Junk

Jazz-funk
Junk is me
I am junk