Friday I'm on Drugs

I was really trying to avoid it, but every song I seem to hear lately, if I've got lyrics that aren't offensive, it's about food. I heard The Cure's "Just Like Heaven" and I thought I'd be writing "Just Like Lemons." I started it even and the first line cropped up as a grizzly "Show me how you slit your wrists," and that's no fun for anyone. But I stuck with The Cure and I'm going to reach back to a little tried and true "Friday, I'm on Drugs." Truthfully this isn't very fair because I have a feeling I'm going to have to change only a very few of the lyrics. Oh well, I felt it'd been too long since the inaugural post. Oh, and here's a link because the original's hella tight. Cheers mates.

I don't care if Monday's pills
Tuesday's meth and Wednesday kills
Thursday I don't care about food
Come Friday, I'll need more drugs

Monday I might fall apart
Tuesday, Wednesday stop my heart
Oh, Thursday doesn't even start
On Friday, there're more drugs

Saturday, waif
And Sunday always get real baked
But Friday, never hesitate...

I don't care if Mondays crack
Tuesday, Wednesday - heart attack
Thursday, sounds perfect for smack
Come Friday, it's more drugs

Monday, I can't feel my head
Tuesday, Wednesday might be dead
Or Thursday - watch the walls instead
Then Friday, it's more drugs

Saturday, waif
And Sunday always get real baked
But Friday, never hesitate...

Got bloodshot eyes
It's no real surprise
To see your shoes and your spirits rise
Throwing down with some brown
And just smiling at sounds
I'm so thin it's a sin
Spinning round and round
Always take a big hit
It's such gorgeous shit
Make me sink into the middle of the night
You can never get enough
Enough of this stuff
Yes Friday there's more drugs

I don't care if Monday's pills
Tuesday's meth and Wednesday kills
Thursday I don't care about food
Come Friday, I'll need more drugs

Monday I might fall apart
Tuesday, Wednesday stop my heart
Oh, Thursday doesn't even start
On Friday, there're more drugs