Dead On Arrival Lyrics - The Punk Singles 1981-1984 - G.b.h.
Tracks in his arm made him a man,
No-one could understand.
Each night he'd go out shooting skag,
Met a pusher who sold him a bag.
That's why he was
Dead on arrival
Ran out of money so he stole a car,
Tried to run but didn't get far.
Sent to prison, no turning back,
Saw his arm, weaned him off smack.
Out on parole tried to keep calm,
Finally died with a needle in his arm.
Yes out on parole, tried to keep calm,
Finally died with a needle in his arm.
Writer: Abrahall, Colin Derek , Blyth, Colin Robert , Lomas, Ross Andrew, Williams, Andrew Paul
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