Text: Rehab. Southern Discomfort. Hey Fred.
Nicoderm patch and a Marlboro red
Wild turkey out the bottle gauz covers where the wrists bled
Begged and pled and fled rockin' a hospital gown brain dead
Hitched a ride with a guy named Fred
Hey Fred, fuck that rehab shit
I don't know if I want peace that bad
Seems that I'm so comfortable, uncomfortable and sad
Everybody else seems to get mad
Objects in the mirror are closer than they apprear
I look half dead from here and I need bread for beer
There probably discovering my empty bed about now
No turning back, oh my God
I turn up the radio, rain smackin' the window
I'm the Mario inside the super Nintendo
Can't hide when your sick
And the chemicals are holding the joystick
Hey Fred, fuck that rehab shit
'Cause I don't know if I want peace that bad
Seems that I'm so comfortable, uncomfortable and sad
But everybody else gets so damn mad
Vegitation euforic hope, I'm graspin'
Walkin' out the mathadone clinic, fuck it, I'm relasin'
Geeked up on more snow than Aspen
Lookin' for fudge ripple I got my rig
Life is good, oh, how you fig, pump up my dose to tripple
Main line noddin' out fallin' on my spine
CC's and cheap wine back to the land of the blind
Rewind, opium dens knockin' out brain cells in the tens of thousands
Hookers and junkie hens and shitty housin'
How arousing, day siz in the desert on a horse with no name
Gradual suicide but whose to blame
I guess it's nobody's fault, I'm just lame
Nothin' stops cause if I'm headed back to Detox
I'm drinkin' Clorox
Hey Fred, fuck that rehab shit
'Cause I don't know if I want peace that bad
Seems that I'm so comfortable, uncomfortable and sad
But everybody else gets so damn mad
Quick Fred, floor it, I gotta get away
Hands me a J, said, "It'll be okay"
Like an old friend is the smell and the taste
You know Fred, I just couldn't take that place
Hey Fred, fuck that rehab shit
'Cause I don't know if I want peace that bad
Seems that I'm so comfortable, uncomfortable and sad
But everybody else gets so damn mad
Hey Fred
Hey Fred
Wild turkey out the bottle gauz covers where the wrists bled
Begged and pled and fled rockin' a hospital gown brain dead
Hitched a ride with a guy named Fred
Hey Fred, fuck that rehab shit
I don't know if I want peace that bad
Seems that I'm so comfortable, uncomfortable and sad
Everybody else seems to get mad
Objects in the mirror are closer than they apprear
I look half dead from here and I need bread for beer
There probably discovering my empty bed about now
No turning back, oh my God
I turn up the radio, rain smackin' the window
I'm the Mario inside the super Nintendo
Can't hide when your sick
And the chemicals are holding the joystick
Hey Fred, fuck that rehab shit
'Cause I don't know if I want peace that bad
Seems that I'm so comfortable, uncomfortable and sad
But everybody else gets so damn mad
Vegitation euforic hope, I'm graspin'
Walkin' out the mathadone clinic, fuck it, I'm relasin'
Geeked up on more snow than Aspen
Lookin' for fudge ripple I got my rig
Life is good, oh, how you fig, pump up my dose to tripple
Main line noddin' out fallin' on my spine
CC's and cheap wine back to the land of the blind
Rewind, opium dens knockin' out brain cells in the tens of thousands
Hookers and junkie hens and shitty housin'
How arousing, day siz in the desert on a horse with no name
Gradual suicide but whose to blame
I guess it's nobody's fault, I'm just lame
Nothin' stops cause if I'm headed back to Detox
I'm drinkin' Clorox
Hey Fred, fuck that rehab shit
'Cause I don't know if I want peace that bad
Seems that I'm so comfortable, uncomfortable and sad
But everybody else gets so damn mad
Quick Fred, floor it, I gotta get away
Hands me a J, said, "It'll be okay"
Like an old friend is the smell and the taste
You know Fred, I just couldn't take that place
Hey Fred, fuck that rehab shit
'Cause I don't know if I want peace that bad
Seems that I'm so comfortable, uncomfortable and sad
But everybody else gets so damn mad
Hey Fred
Hey Fred