Cough Syrup Lyrics - Electriclarryland - Butthole Surfers

She played for the Angels, I played for the Tribe 

The summer had been stolen and the bases were all loaded 

There was big money on the line 

Big money all the time, yeah 

There was big money on the line 

I can't walk so I guess I'm gonna stay at home 

They can have my legs just leave my [Incomprehensible] alone 

I was in the kitchen, the year was in the fall 

A friend of mine told me that there were no point in moaning 

No, there weren't no point at all 

There was big fire in the hall, yeah 

There weren't no points at all 

I can't walk so I guess I'm gonna stay at home 

They can have my legs just leave my [Incomprehensible] alone 

And I can't talk so I guess I got nothin' to say 

I'll keep my eyes, just take these tears away 

Lock stock and barrel, all the dogs were gone in feral 

And the car ran like a broken percolator 

His liver had gone hard and he wouldn't mow the yard 

There was big money on the line 

And I heard that his brother was a Viking 

He liked to solve a problem with a gun 

If you wanna know the facts, you gotta teach him how to act 

And I hate cough syrup, don't you? 

I'd rather be a sailor than a fighter 

I'd like to sail a ship into the sun 

If you wanna know the truth, you gotta dig up Johnny Booth 

And I hate cough syrup, don't you? 

I know that your mother is a martyr 

I heard she's got connections with the mob 

If you wanna learn to fight, you gotta drink up all the light 

And I hate cough syrup, don't you? 

I'd rather be a matchstick than a lighter 

I like to see the wood curl up and burn 

If you wanna touch the sky, you must be prepared to die 

And I hate cough syrup, don't you? 

I hate cough syrup and I hate the food in Europe 

And I hate cough syrup, it's true 

If you wanna know the truth, you gotta dig up Johnny Booth 

And I hate cough syrup, don't you? 

I hate cough syrup, it's true