Lyrics
Act like Jesus crucified again.
These four wall are closing in
Who and what do you think you are,
A rich motherfucker in a fancy car?
Concrete jackel suckin' on the past
Goldcard junkie kissin money's ass.
You're the monkey on my back
And it's time for you to go.
Hammered.
You're more harm than my old vice
And I don't want to know.
Hey Mr. Big Time Hollywood
Tell your story walkin'
If you think you could
Your money's runnin' low
On your cocaine whores
Nothin' but a rat scratchin' at my door
Now I've said all I'm gonna say
Times will judge, see who fades away
You're the monkey on my back
And it's time for you to go.
Hammered
More harm than my old vice
And I don't want to know.
Hey
Hammered, hammer poor, yeah
Now you're feelin' low, tired, and beaten
Razor blades and daggers pierce your soul
Hey will leave It
You're six feet in the hole
Get down on your knees in Hollywood
Time to kiss some ass
You're the monkey on my back
And it's time for you to go
Hammered!
Hey, Hey, you're hammer, hammer poor yeah.
