Clowns Pickle
I've woken up in the gutter
Turning shades
Of yellow, black and blue
The only thing keeping myself
Alive
Is a memory of you
Take this I O U
Promise that I'll do
A little better
Next time
I've got myself in a downward
Spiral
And there's nothing you can do
The only substance in your life
Is a bit
Of substance of abuse
Take this I O U
Promise that I'll do
A little better
Next time
Self-diagnosing
Self-prescripting
Self-destructing
Pickle
Take this I O U
Promise that I'll do
A little beTTER
NEXT TIME
