Didjits Sick Of My Fix
Drugged out had my last glass of beer
Nothing gets me tight anymore...
All the girls feel the same to me
It's not that I'm bored
I just need some sleep
Mama mama ok
I'll be comin' back to the farm
Mama mama ok
I'll be hunting you down today
You think I'm feeling bad
But that's not the case
I'm just burnt out sick of my fix
The black car is parked outside
I'm thinking of taking that ride
I don't claim to be a church goin' man
I reserve my seat on the hot rails to hell
Mama mama ok
I'll be damned I'm your man
You think I'm feeling bad
But that's not the case
I'm just burnt out sick of my fix
The black car is parked outside
I'm thinking of taking that ride
Mama mama ok
I'll be hunting you down
I'll be back in your town
Your man's comin' home to stay
