Heroin Chic Songtext
von My Dying Bride

Falling flat, falling on my face
Up yours you fucking basket case
Come on, come on, take a shot
Kick me, kicking you, kick the lot

Talk to you with a frightening blade
Hear me stalk through the 6th fucking grade
Ear wax clogging up your head
Maybe you′re dumb, maybe you wanna be dead

Take a ride through a city tonight
Or we can stay here smoking shit
Na-na-na, na-na-na-na
Na-na-na, yeah, yeah, yeah


Fear grabs like a falling man
Unforgiving is its choking hand
Come on, come on if you've got the guts
Kill me now ′cause I don't give a fuck
In, out, baby I don't mind
Nice cunt
Nice behind
Groping around like a stupid kid
Na-na-na, na-na-na-na

Bastards fucking everywhere
It′s all I see, I can′t help but stare
Talking crap and looking like a twit
See the blade
Feel the blade in your back

This night
This night is hot
Hope it rains
I hope it rains a lot
Everywhere suckers stop and stare
Na-na-na, na-na-na-na

Fucking city's just a fucking mess
Up to its neck in fucking piss
Children playing with broken glass
Kill themselves for a laugh


Tired of being sold as meat
Whores give up beating on my meat
Actually, you know, I don′t really mind
Too many scabs
Flesh is hard to find

Crime is here
Here to stay
Under pressure to admit you're gay
No money, no love, no luck
Tough shit, stupid, worthless fuck
Say you will, say you won′t, say you will
Na-na-na, yeah, yeah, yeah
Na-na-na, na-na-na-na
Na-na-na, na-na-na-na
Yeah, yeah, yeah-yeah, yeah

Here I come, here I go
Shit and scum
Fucking pigs everywhere
Harassing me but I don't fucking care
I′m not free
They're always tying me down
Taking me
Taking me down town

Bitches
Yeah, I fucked my share
And their mothers 'cause I don′t care
Say you will, say you won′t, say you will
Talking shit
You want it up the hilt
Always feeling sick and drunk
Raining at last, thank christ you cunt
Do me now with your heroin chic
Say nothing more
Do not fucking speak

Calmly walk from slut to slut
Up everyone
You know I don't mind a fuck
No protection baby, who fucking cares
Take a look, come on, everyone stare

Life for life is just the way it′s at
I don't remember last time I laughed
Call my woman but she′s never home
Killed everyone to use this fucking phone
Eye for an eye and all that shit
Rip you off 'cause I need a hit
Sit down now I′ve had enough

Na-na-na, na-na-na-na
Na-na-na, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah-yeah, yeah
Na-na-na, na-na-na-na
Na-na-na, na-na-na-na
Yeah, yeah, yeah-yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah-yeah, yeah
No-no-no, no-no-no-no
No-no-no, no-no-no-no

In some of this ancient spaces
Yeah, yeah, yeah-yeah, yeah
Echoing desolation
In here it's a holy place
Nothing more than what I made it
Nothing more than what I made it
Nothing more than what I made it
Nothing more than what I made it