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Rehab Lyrics
"Hey Fred"

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Nicoderm patch and a marlboro red
Wild turkey out the bottle gauze covers where the wrists bled
Begged and pled and fled rockin' a hospital gown brain dead
Hittched 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
But everyone else seems to get mad

Objects in the mirror are closer than they appear
I look half dead from here and i need bread for beer
They're probably discovering my empty bed about now
No turning back! Ohh my god
I turn up the radio, rain smackin the window
I'm the Mario inside the super nintendo
Can't hide when you're sick
And the chemicals are holding the joystick

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
But everyone else seems to get so damn mad

Vegitation euphoric hope, i'm graspin'
Walkin' out the methadone clinic
Fuck it, I'm relapsin'
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 from the land of the blind
Rewind, Opium dens knockin out brain cells
In the tens of thousands
Hookers and junkie hens and shitty housin'
Ohh how arousin', day six in the desert
On a horse with no name
Gradual suicide but who's to blame
I guess its 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
I don't know if i want peace that bad
Seems that i'm so comfortable uncomfortable and sad
But everyone else seems to get 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 a smell and a taste...
You know Fred i just couldn't take that place

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
But everyone else seems to get so damn mad
This song is from the album "Southern Discomfort" and "Sittin' at a Bar".