| I don’t know just where I’m going
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| But I’m goin' to try for the kingdom if I can
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| 'Cause it makes me feel like I’m a man
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| When I put a spike into my vein
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| Then I tell you things aren’t quite the same
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| When I’m rushing on my run
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| And I feel just like Jesus' son
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| And I guess I just don’t know
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| And I guess that I just don’t know
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| I have made very big decision
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| I’m goin' to try to nullify my life
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| 'Cause when the blood begins to flow
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| When it shoots up the dropper’s neck
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| When I’m closing in on death
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| You can’t help me not you guys
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| All you sweet girls with all your sweet talk
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| You can all go take a walk
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| And I guess I just don’t know
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| And I guess I just don’t know
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| I wish that I was born a thousand years ago
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| I wish that I’d sailed the darkened seas
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| On a great big clipper ship
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| Going from this land here to that
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| I put on a sailor’s suit and cap
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| Away from the big city
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| Where a man cannot be free
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| Of all the evils in this town
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| And of himself and those around
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| Oh, and I guess I just don’t know
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| Oh, and I guess I just don’t know
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| Heroin, be the death of me
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| Heroin, it’s my wife and it’s my life
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| Because a mainer to my vein
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| Leads to a center in my head
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| And then I’m better off than dead
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| When the smack begins to flow
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| Then I really don’t care anymore
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| About all the Jim-Jims in this town
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| And everybody putting everybody else down
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| And all of the politicians makin' crazy sounds
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| All the dead bodies piled up in mounds, yeah
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| Wow, that heroin is in my blood
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| And the blood is in my head
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| Yeah, thank God that I’m good as dead
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| Ooohhh, thank your God that I’m not aware
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| And thank God that I just don’t care
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| And I guess I just don’t know
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| And I guess I just don’t know |