Codine Lyrics - Sons Of Mercury (1968-1975) - Quicksilver Messenger Service

An' my belly is cravin', I got a shakin' in my head 

I feel like I'm dyin' an' I wish I were dead 

If I lived till tomorrow it's gonna be a long time 

For I'll reel and I'll fall and rise on codine 

An' it's real, an' it's real, one more time 

When I was a young man I learned not to care 

Wild whiskey in front an' I often did swear 

My mother and father said, "Whiskey is a curse 

But the fate of their baby, is a many times worse" 

An' it's real, an' it's real, one more time 

You'll forget your woman, you'll forget about the man 

Try it just once, an' you'll try it again 

It's sometimes you wonder and it's sometimes you think 

That I'm a-livin' my life with abandon to drink 

An' it's real, an' it's real, one more time 

Stay away from the cities, stay away from the towns 

Stay away from the men pushin' the codine around 

Stay away from the stores where the remedy is found 

I will live a few days as a slave to codine 

An' it's real, an' it's real, one more time 

An' my belly is cravin', I've got a shakin' in my head 

An' I've started heatin' oh, whether my body has said 

Stab yourself with the grains of cocaine 

An' you'll end up dead or you'll end up insane 

An' it's real, an' it's real, one more time 

An' my belly is cravin', I've got a shakin' in my head 

I feel like I'm dyin' an' I wish I were dead 

If I lived till tomorrow it's gonna be a long time 

For I'll reel and I'll fall and rise up on codine 

An' it's real, an' it's real, one more time 

An' it's real, an' it's real, one more time