Waiting For My Man
Brainofdz
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Long train rides, Middle of the night, Early in the day, Anyhow, Anyway
Standing round payphones, Waiting for my man, Newport in hand, Suspense I can't stand.
The jack is filled up to 40cc, the cotton is balled up tight as can be,
The spoon is licked clean of yesterdays reseign, Even the tie-up's in order I'm guessin
I'll be out here rain, sleet, or shine; 4th of July, even Christmas time.
Even the mail takes a rest for a day, but I've got the chills so for me there's no way. My eyes fill with water, my nose fills with snot, my body can't pick between freezing and hot. My bones are mad achy like I just ran a race, but I try to be patient for that long waited taste.
Here comes my man or so I think but it's some other spick with a crackhead ass chink. So I pace back and forth, say foxhole prayers, run fingers through hair and try not to stare at the project door like a dope-fiend hoar, but I'm about to get desperate for that daily score,
So, I pump one more quarter in that filthy payphone, call up my boy Tone, say "don't leave me alone"
Finally, my man comes strolling down, taking his time playing me like a clown
As usuall I curse him, but under my breath and I'll be back tommorow unless it's my death that comes from the hit of this spike in my hand,
You may think it's crazy, but I'll tell you what fam
No fucking program with free meth on hand could ever compare to waiting for my man.
Standing round payphones, Waiting for my man, Newport in hand, Suspense I can't stand.
The jack is filled up to 40cc, the cotton is balled up tight as can be,
The spoon is licked clean of yesterdays reseign, Even the tie-up's in order I'm guessin
I'll be out here rain, sleet, or shine; 4th of July, even Christmas time.
Even the mail takes a rest for a day, but I've got the chills so for me there's no way. My eyes fill with water, my nose fills with snot, my body can't pick between freezing and hot. My bones are mad achy like I just ran a race, but I try to be patient for that long waited taste.
Here comes my man or so I think but it's some other spick with a crackhead ass chink. So I pace back and forth, say foxhole prayers, run fingers through hair and try not to stare at the project door like a dope-fiend hoar, but I'm about to get desperate for that daily score,
So, I pump one more quarter in that filthy payphone, call up my boy Tone, say "don't leave me alone"
Finally, my man comes strolling down, taking his time playing me like a clown
As usuall I curse him, but under my breath and I'll be back tommorow unless it's my death that comes from the hit of this spike in my hand,
You may think it's crazy, but I'll tell you what fam
No fucking program with free meth on hand could ever compare to waiting for my man.
"Stunned by my own reflection, It's looking back, sees me too clearly and I swore I'd never go there again, Not unlike a friend that politely drags you down,down,down"
When you see me on the street, yell out "FAVO!!!"
I've been to alot of Pearl Jam shows;So fucking what.
When you see me on the street, yell out "FAVO!!!"
I've been to alot of Pearl Jam shows;So fucking what.
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good stuff.
take a good look
this could be the day
hold my hand
lie beside me
i just need to say