Текст (слова) песни: Body Count - Dr. K

Prozac attack,
feeling whacked,
my damned boss wont gimme no slack,
disconnected phone,
didnt get that loan
seems like everythings going wrong
unemployed
flat broke, outta luck, aint got no hope.
When it seems like it aint no way call up
the doc
hell be with you right away

You think your life is tough
[call Kevorkian]
you think your life is tough
[call Kevorkian]
you think youre out of luck
when youre had enough

Need some xanax,
want some pills, cause I dont like the
way I feel
cant sleep at night,
cant get no rest,
I want the grim reaper as my guest!
Missed my bus,
missed my plane,
life seems like a constant pain
think its bad
could be worse,
call the doc up
hell pick you up in a hearse.

CHORUS
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A Statistic
Body Count
Body Count Anthem
Body Mf Count
Born Dead
Bowels Of The Devil
Bring It To Pain
Cop Killer
Dead Man Walking
Dr. K
Drive By
Evil Dick
Hey Joe
I Used To Love Her
KKK Bitch
Last Breath
Last Days
Masters Of Revenge
My Way (Feat. Raw Breed)
Necessary Evil
Now Sports
Oprah
Out In The Parking Lot
Root Of All Evil
Shallow Graves
Smoked Pork
Street Lobotomy
Strippers
Strippers Intro
Surviving The Game
The Real Problem
The Winners Loses
There Goes The Neighborhood
Truth Or Death
Violent Demise
Voodooo
Who Are You