cocaine

Deep Purple – Dead or Alive

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don’t turn off the light
you might draw the queen of spades
don’t shut the door
you don’t need to be alone
i won’t bring you no food
there might be some poison in your meat
i’ve got to know are you dead or alive
don’t shut the door are you dead or alive
dead or alive
pick your window you’re leaving

don’t look in the mirror
with a dollar up your face
you’ve got money to burn
you’re cheap at half the price
oh don’t powder your nose
don’t blow your brains just for the the
crack
i’ve got to know are you dead or alive
just for the crack are you dead or alive
dead or alive
pick your window you’re leaving

you’re running so fast
but you know you’re standing still
i’m afraid of your shadow
and the knife in it’s hand
you’re dancing with death
to the tune of the dealer
and he don’t care
don’t give a toss
don’t want to know if
you’re dead or alive
don’t want to know if
you’re dead or alive
dead or alive
pick your window
you’re leaving

Johnny Cash – When Uncle Bill Quit Dope

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Vahva kuvaus kokaiiniriippuvuudesta. Bill-eno läpikäy kylmän kalkkunan päästäkseen siitä irti.

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Well Uncle Bill was my Mothers Brother, tall lanky man
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But somewhere back in Uncle Bill’s life, he took to sniffing cocaine.
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I’d find him out in the back yard, sitting against a tree.
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His eyes bugged out in a cocaine stare, And his mind in a cocaine dream.
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Well one fall day when Uncle Bill was having a cocaine fit,
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He said Louise this coke’s no good and I’ve made up my mind to quit.
C G F C
Now you take this key and I’ll go upstairs and then you lock the door,
C G F C
And Lord I swear I wont come down, till I don’t want dope no more.

Chorus:
C G F C
Well he stomped the floor and he beat the door and he moaned a mournful cry.
C G F C
When the last cocaine went through his brain we thought he’d surely die.
C G F C
He yelled and he cussed and he fell on the floor and we almost gave up hope
C G F C
As long as I live I wont forget when Uncle Bill quit dope.

C F C
Well for the first few hours we heard not a sound, upstairs was quiet and still.
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and then all of a sudden we heard a shriek of pain from Uncle Bill.
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He bounced out of bed and across the room, I heard him break a chair.
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And then another scream louder than the first as he ripped out a hunk of his hair.
C F C
My Mother kissed us all that night, as brother and I lay in bed.
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We wondered if poor old Uncle Bill was dieing or already dead
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But all night long we listened to him as he raved pleaded and called.
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And I swear I heard his finger nails tearing the paper off the walls. Chorus:

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After fourteen days and nights of hell, it grew quiet over head.
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And I peered past mother, as she unlocked the door expecting to find him dead.
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But to my surprise there was Uncle Bill, as shiny as a brand new dollar.
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His hair was combed and his beard was gone, he’d grown two inches taller.
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In his old blue suite and his patterned shoes, he was quite a sight to see.
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The light was back in his deep blue eyes, he turned to mother and me.
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He said Louise I’ve been through hell and I nearly went insane.
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But I finally beat the devils habit, I beat the demon cocaine.

UGK – Cocaine in the Back of the Ride

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Pimp see bitch! So what the fuck is up?
Step wrong nigga and I’ll take ya fuckin’ nuts
Got mo’ dope than a pharmacy ho
Got a job for the city bitch I’m shovelin’ snow

South Texas motherfucker that’s where I stay
Gettin’ pussy from these bitches every god damn day
Kick it with a trill nigga so you best not trip
Bought the Caddy crossed the pier and kicked to Gangsta Nip

Southern weight, get it straight, fuck them 20’s and 10’s
On the low my fuckin’ momma, no such things called friends
Motherfucker either down or the motherfucker ain’t
And if ya bitch ass ain’t, then ya dick is in the paint

If ya gal look fine you better hide the bitch
’Cause if I find her I’ma fuckin’ make her suck my dick
That dope for your momma and your sister too
And if I’m locked down then tell that shit might go with you

Don’t try to get no false nuts, I take ’em sucker
Fuckin’ ’round with see you’ll be a dead motherfucker
Nigga only 17 but I’m runnin’ the show
Sellin’ dope from Louisiana down to El Segundo, ha!

I think it’s only fair that I should knock on wood
’Cause my bitch is on the street, pussy sell real good
And all my ho know not to trip, bitch fuck pretty
I’ll take out my nine and shoot ya in ya fuckin’ titty

Hoe niggaz forty-five tryin’ to, get with me
Sellin’ fifty dollar slabs as I’m slangin’ them Ki’s
If you need to get some powder I’m fully supplied
I got the, cocaine in the back of the ride, motherfucker!

Cocaine in the back of the ride
(Yeah, motherfucker!)
Cocaine in the back of the ride
(Yeah, motherfucker!)
Cocaine in the back of the ride
(Yeah, motherfucker!, Yeah, motherfucker!)

Cocaine in the back of the ride
(Yeah, motherfucker!)
Cocaine in the back of the ride
(Yeah, motherfucker!)
Cocaine in the back of the ride
(Yeah, motherfucker!)

Yeah it’s Bun be bitch, and I’m the king of the [Incomprehensible] trade
Pockets fat as fuck from all the ducats the brother made
Hoes like to jock but see I try to contain ’em
They droppin’ them drawers because I move they cocaine in

But I just laugh, ’cause pussy games be triflin’
The legs get spread, I cut that ass like a knife then
Bust a nut on her stomach, wash my dick in the sink
And buy a 40 at the store from the goddamn chink

Dope games keep ya sick just like a disease
Movin’ Ki’s makin’ G’s, hoes drop to they knees
Little kids on the corner, steady grabbin’ they nuts
Sayin’, ”I wish I was Bun when I grow the fuck up”

Baby blue Riviera, Dayton and laced rims
Khaki pants, black sweater with the U.G.K. brim
Black gat fully loaded nigga come with respect
Step up the wrong way I’ll break yo’ goddamn neck

Big dick in my drawers, the niggaz from down South
Down to put a twelve gauge in yo’ goddamn mouth!
Think I’m playin’ bitch try me, it ain’t no thang
Put them hands up bitch and kiss this goddamn ring

’Cause I move tons of dope, twenty-four hours a day
Cocaine from Argentina to the Frisco Bay
D. E. A. try to stop me yo but they shit ain’t cold
’Cause the nigga’s got politicians on the big time payroll

Narcotic agents wearin cement shoes
Reported missin on the news, they singin’ the blues yo
’Cause if they get my money nigga I’ll let it slide
Just some mo’ cocaine in the back of the ride, bitch!

Cocaine in the back of the ride
Cocaine in the back of the ride
Cocaine in the back of the ride
Cocaine in the back of the ride
Cocaine in the back of the ride

Interpol – Rest My Chemistry

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”I haven’t slept for two days
I’ve bathed in nothing but sweat
And I’ve made hallways scenes for things to regret
My friends they come
And the lines they go by

Tonight I’m gonna rest my chemistry
Tonight I’m gonna rest my chemistry

I live my life in cocaine
Just a rage and three kinds of yes
And I’ve made stairways
Such scenes for things that I regret
Oh, those days in the sun
They bring a tear to my eye

Tonight I’m gonna rest my chemistry
Tonight I’m gonna rest my chemistry

But you’re so young
You’re so young
You look in my eyes
You’re so young, so sweet, so surprised

I saw a sign says ”OK”
Gotta take a ride just recline in the faraway
Got to take some time to realize
That my friends they come
And the lines they go by

Tonight I’m gonna rest my chemistry
Tonight I’m gonna rest my chemistry

But you’re so young
You’re so young
You look in my eyes
So young, so sweet, so surprised
You look so young like a daisy in my lazy eyes

Tonight I’m gonna rest my chemistry
Tonight I’m gonna rest my chemistry
Tonight I’m gonna rest my chemistry
Tonight I’m gonna rest my chemistry”

Vintage Caravan – Cocaine Sally

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Vintage Caravanin ensimmäiseltä isompaa huomiota saaneelta albumilta löytyy karu kuvaus Sally nimisestä neitokaisesta, jonka kohtaloksi kokaiini käy.

”The cold winter winds blow
While Sally sells her body in the night
Her life she is ruining
She doesn’t care if it isn’t right

Hoping this is all a bad dream
Hoping nothing is as it seems
Doesn’t have a place to call home
In this world she is all alone

Cocaine Sally
Wanders the streets alone
Cocaine Sally
Doesn’t have a home
Aaaah aaah aaaah aaah

One night she had one too much
All alone in the streets
That night she had a strangers touch
So cold, cold, cold,
So damn cold
She couldn’t feel her feet
She went right back to sleep
The lost soul never
Came back

Cocaine Sally
Wanders the streets alone
Cocaine Sally
Doesn’t have a home
Aaaah aaah aaaah aaah”

Led Zeppelin – For Your Life

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Wikipedian mukaan:

”The song’s vocals are notable in part because of the snorting sound heard around 5:30, with the lyrics: ”With the fine lines of the crystal payin’ through your nose”. Plant later explained the song’s venom was due in part to his observations of the excessive amount of cocaine which had now pervaded and ruined the music scene in Los Angeles, during his stay on the West Coast prior to recording.”

Neil Young – Tired Eyes

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Koko Tonight’s the Night levy kaikessa surumielisyydessään on seurausta Youngin bändin kitaristin ja roudaajan yliannostuskuolemista useiden biisien käsitellessä aihepiiriä tavalla tai toisella.

Tired Eyes on karu kuvaus diilaustilanteesta kun hommat ei mene ihan putkeen.

”Well he shot four men
in a cocaine deal
And he left them
lyin’ in an open field
Full of old cars
with bullet holes
in the mirrors.
He tried to do his best
but he could not.

Please take my advice,
please take my advice
Please take my advice.
Open up the tired eyes,
Open up the tired eyes.

Well, it wasn’t
supposed to go
down that way.
But they burned his brother,
you know,
And they left him lying
in the driveway.
They let him down with nothin’.
He tried to do his best
but he could not.

Please take my advice,
please take my advice
Please take my advice.
Open up the tired eyes,
Open up the tired eyes.

Well tell me more,
tell me more,
tell me more
I mean was he a heavy doper
or was he just a loser?
He was a friend of yours.
What do you mean,
he had bullet holes
in his mirrors?
He tried to do his best
but he could not.

Please take my advice,
please take my advice
Please take my advice.
Open up the tired eyes,
Open up the tired eyes.”

Neil Young – Hitchhiker

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”When I was a hitchhiker on the road
I had to count on you
But you needed me to ease the load
And for conversation too
Or did you just drive on through.

You didn’t see me in Toronto
When I first tried out some hash
Smoked some then and I’ll do it again
If I only had some cash
Only had some cash.

Then I tried amphetamines
And my head was in a glass
Taped underneath the speedometer wires
Of my ’48 Buick’s dash.
But I knew that wouldn’t last.

Then came California
Where I first saw open water
In the land of opportunity
I knew I was getting hotter
I knew I was getting hotter.

But the neon lights
And the endless nights
The neon lights
And the endless nights
The neon lights
And the endless nights
The neon lights
And the endless nights
They took me by surprise
The doctor gave me valium
But I still couldn’t close my eyes
I still couldn’t close my eyes.

Then came paranoia
And it ran away with me
I couldn’t sign my autograph
Or appear on TV
Or see or be seen
See or be seen
Or see or be seen.

Living in the country
Sounded good to me
Smoking grass while the summer lasts
In the real organic sea
Where everything was green
Everything was green.

Then we had a kid and we split apart
I was living on the road
A little cocaine went a long long way
To ease that different load
But my head did explode
My head did explode.

I wish I was an Aztec
Or a runner in Peru
I would build such beautiful buildings
To house the chosen few
Like an Inca from Peru.

When I was a hitchhiker on the road
I had to count on you
But you needed me to ease the load
And for conversation too
Or did you just drive on
Did you just drive on
Did you just drive on through.

Or did you just drive on
Did you just drive on
Did you just drive on through.”