The Hellbilly Madman
Showin up to school at noon, with beer on my breath, Just smoked too much weed and there’s a stupid test.
Skipping Class and Smoking grass rolling around in a beater,
It gets me places but its got a goddamn broken heater!
I’ve seen and heard shit that doesn’t exist,
Tried to escape with a blade and bloody wrist.
Been slammed to the floor in an ER a ton of times, Needles in the ass its almost sleeping time.
More psych ward visits than I can count on both hands,
And I got all ten fingers, it sucks I tell you man.
Getting pills in a cup and doing shit on purpose,
Having a flashback, tripping here is a circus.
I’ve tried Heroin, smoked Crack and hung out in a Meth lab.
Tripping on Acid, not habitual, won’t end up in a rehab..
I’ve hung with murderers, killed 2 hogs and broke bread with them,
Eating fried up pork, glad that I’m a friend.
Glass that doesn’t break will only break your hand,
Not as bad the second time looks like I’m a fan.
No surgery for the first break, so here comes the second, Only a little less fucked up, no it isn’t pleasant.
Getting fuckin desperate, huffing gas from a can.
How am I alive, I do not understand.
I’ve been shocked by 110 as well as 220,
I guess the reaper isn’t in a hurry.
Been strapped to a board, freed my hand and crushed my throat,
Stole a thumbtack, washed it down, immortal can I gloat?
Broke up a dozen fights of mostly pits and others too,
Thumb tore up and meat exposed crunched thru and thru.
Desperate for a drink and knockin back mouthwash,
Puking blood and coffee grounds this shits bad sauce.
Me, Ian Shirm you dipshit.