Hey Fred Lyrics - Southern Discomfort - Rehab

Nicoderm patch and a Marlboro red 

Wild turkey out the bottle, gauz covers where the wrists bled 

I begged and pled and fled rocking a hospital gown brain dead 

Hitched a ride with a guy named Fred 

Hey Fred, fuck that, Rehab, shit 

I don't know if I want peace that bad 

It's that I'm so comfortable, uncomfortable and sad 

Everybody else seems to get mad, yeah, yeah 

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, oh my God 

I turn up the radio, rain smacking the window 

I'm the Mario inside the Super Nintendo 

Can't hide when you're sick 

And the chemicals are holding the joystick 

Related 

23 One Hit Wonders You Still Can't Get Out Of Your Head 

Watch Beck's Heroic New Music Video For 'Up All Night' 

Your Favorite 'Game of Thrones' Characters Get Reimagined as Album Art 

Hey Fred, fuck that, Rehab, shit 

Cause I don't know if I want peace that bad, yeah, yeah 

It seems that I'm so comfortable, uncomfortable and sad 

But everybody else gets so damn mad, yeah, yeah 

Vegitation, euphoric hope, I'm graspin' 

Walkin' out the methadone clinic, fuck it, I'm relapsin' 

Heaped up on more snow than Asperin 

Looking for fudge ripple, I got my rig 

Life is good, oh how you fig 

Pump up my dose to triple, yo, main line 

Noddin' out, fallin' on my spine 

CC's and cheap wine, back to the land of the blind 

Rewind, opium dens knockin' out brain cells in the tens of thousands 

Hookers and junkie hens and shitty housin' 

How arousing, day six in the desert, on a horse with no name 

Gradual suicide, but whose to blame 

I guess it's nobody's fault, I'm just lame 

Nothin' stops cause if I'm headed back to Detox 

I'm drinkin' Clorox 

Photos 

Hey Fred, fuck that, Rehab, shit 

Cause I don't know if I want peace that bad, yeah, yeah 

It seems that I'm so comfortable, uncomfortable and sad 

But everybody else gets so damn mad, yeah, yeah 

Quick Fred, floor it, I gotta get away 

Hands me a J, says it will be okay 

Like an old friend is the smell and the taste 

You know, Fred, I just couldn't take that place 

Hey Fred, fuck that, Rehab, shit 

Cause I don't know if I want peace that bad, yeah, yeah 

It seems that I'm so comfortable, uncomfortable and sad 

But everybody else gets so damn mad, yeah, yeah 

Hey Fred, hey Fred