The Song Fight Bulletin Board

(alternate title: "Crack Alley Angel")

Laura I declare that you're a beautiful girl
but you're always wasted and you're hooked on that stuff
and I think you know that you would still be my girl
but I can't look you in the face till you ease up on the drugs.

Laura I can see that you have such pretty eyes
but they're staring into space because you're hooked on that stuff
Staring at the wall and hanging out with those guys.
I can't look you in the face till you ease up on the drugs.


Laura I suspect you have a heart that's still pure
locked inside a shell because you're hooked on that stuff
the other girls all say that you're no good anymore
tell them all to go to hell when you ease up on the drugs.

Laura I respect you have a mind of your own
but everybody thinks you're crazy cause you're hooked on that stuff
the boys think you're a thing that they can buy and sell and own
put them in their place when you ease up on the drugs.


Laura I admit you were an angel to me
but I just can't ignore that you are hooked on that stuff
I had you on a pedestal but now I can see
I can offer nothing more till you ease up on the drugs.

Laura I can tell you it's a beautiful world
that you know nothing of because you're hooked on that stuff.
You've got so much to do and live and give to this world
and you still have my love if you'd ease up on the drugs.

Ease Up on the Drugs
by WreckdoM

And when I awoke I found I had shaved my head
And glued all my hair to my chest and my buttocks
So that I appeared as a wild wildebeest
I remember I had spent all night playing penuckle
With the Greek Gods Zeus, Athena, and Neptune

Pushing the Button The door will open
Upon Completion I'm given Permission
Hear the percussive degrees are consistent
The digital divided within time allotted
Visit the crypt breathe the dust mites
Preparing Gyration Signaling Satellites
Perception permutates unstable elements
Hell bent on leather, multiple conduits
Robotic Manipulation Eroding Crustaceans
Faulty Proclamations, Fruitless Fornication
Jason Bateman, Jason Bateman
Transportation of Bacon, Cannibal Transmission
Infected Menstruation, Insect Gravitation
Minute Malcontention, Castration of Abandon
Random Fractal Tangents, Misinterpretations
Fragmented Concentration, Forgotten Alocations
and so on and such

Ease up on the drugs, mang
Turn that noise down
You gone a little too far, mang
And you freakin' everybody out

Ease up on the drugs, mang
It's time to put down that shit
You harshin' up my mellow
And you actin' like a total dick