Big City Bombers Dope Days
I saw Flip on Christmas Eve,
I guess that needle was his cue to leave,
They found him in the morning,
He was cold and blue,
There was nothing more that we could do,
He chose the path of a junkie's life,
He left his kids and he left his wife,
Now his family's on the street,
With nothing but the shoes on their feet.
I'd give my last cigarette just to see you again,
Where did we go wrong?
I never saw a funny man so sad,
Dustin forgot just what he had,
He moved away for the better,
Six months in, we got a letter,
He carried his coffin for a year,
He saw the hate and he saw the fear,
He was always up and he was always down,
Now he's six feet underground,
I'd give my last cigarette just to see you again,
Where did we go wrong?
Push too hard and you'll push him away,
You can't expect him to wanna stay,
Get off his back and he'll win the fight,
But he never saw the light,
Should you know your son by now?
Don't break him down, you should show him how,
What the f..ck did you expect him to do?
It's not his fault, It's all you.
I'd give my last cigarette just to see you again,
Where did we go wrong?