Texty: Smog. The Doctor Came At Dawn. Whistling Teapot (Rag).

Aw who needs you
Lying in your crummy bed
While I'm out here in the cold
With a hope that is so thin


Aw who needs you
Lying in your crummy bed
While I'm out here in the cold cold cold
With a coat that is so thin


You're lying in your crummy bed
You're smoking your drugs


And between the two of you
Could not come up with
Enough compassion not to screw


And between the three of us
Could not come up with
A single reason


And did you have to take
My only friend?