All due props to Lou Reed.
(Help me Lou, what is a Jim-Jim?)
Nicotine
I don't know just where I'm going
But I'm gonna try for the kingdom, if I can
'Cause it makes me feel like I'm a man
When I put a smoke into my chops
And I'll tell ya, things aren't quite the same
When I'm sucking on my butt
And I feel just like my dad’s son
And I guess that I just don't know
And I guess that I just don't know
I have made the big decision, I'm gonna try to nullify my life
'Cause when I’m sparkin’ up that snout
When it shags my alveolar mass
When I'm closing in on death
And you can't help me, not you guys
And all you sweet girls with all your sweet silly talk
You can all go take a walk
And I guess that I just don't know
And I guess that I just don't know
I wish that I was born a thousand years ago
I wish that I'd sail the darkened seas
On a great big clipper ship
Going from this land here to that on a sailor's suit and cap
Away from the big city where a man cannot be free
Of all of the evils of this town
And of himself, and those around
Oh, and I guess that I just don't know
Oh, and I guess that I just don't know
Nicotine, be the death of me
Nicotine, it's my wife and it's my life
Because a coffin nail in my puss
Leads to a center in my head
And then I'm better off than dead
Because when the alkaloid begins to flow
I really don't care anymore
About all the Jim-Jim's in this town
And all the politicians makin' busy sounds
And everybody puttin' everybody else down
And all the dead bodies piled up in mounds
'Cause when the insecticide begins to flow
Then I really don't care anymore
When the nicotine is in my blood
And that blood is in my head
Then thank God that I'm as good as dead
Then thank your God that I'm not aware
And thank God that I just don't care
And I guess, I just don't know
And I guess, I just don't know
