Oiskohan tässä laulussa kyse rock ’n’ roll -unelman saavuttamisesta (rikkauksineen, maineineen ja huumeineen), mutta kuitenkin kaipauksesta perusasioihin ja tavalliseen elämään?
”I’m feeling rough, I’m feeling raw, I’m in the prime of my life
Let’s make some music, make some money, find some models for wives
I’ll move to Paris, shoot some heroin and fuck with the stars
You man the island and the cocaine and the elegant cars”
Varsin oivallinen kuvaus huumeiden diilaamisesta.
”Let me give a shotout to the D Boys (drug dealerss)
Neighborhood dope man, I mean real niggas
that’ll make a dollar out of fifteen cents
Ain’t got a dime, but I rides and pay the rent”
Karu tarina 20-luvulta.
”Oh go on, gal, don’t you take me for no fool
I’m not gonna quit you, pretty mama, while the weather’s cool
Around your back door, oh honey, I’m gonna creep
As long as you make those two and a half a week
Now I got a girl, she works in the white folk’s yard
She brings me meal, I can swear she brings me lard
She brings me meat, she brings me lard
She brings me everything, I swear, that she can steal
Now Barn and Beale’s circus came to town,
They had an elephant looking good and brown
They did not know it was against the law
For the monk(ey) to stop at a five drugstore
Just around the corner, just a minute too late,
Another one’s standin’ at the big back gate
I’m simply wild about my good cocaine
I called my Cora, hey hey
She come on sniffin’ with her nose all sore,
The doctor swore (she’s) gonna smell no more
Sayin’, run doctor, ring the bell – the women in the alley
I’m simply wild about my good cocaine
Now the furniture man came to my house, it was last Sunday morn
He asked me was my wife at home and I told him she had long gone
He backed his wagon up to my door, took everything I had
He carried it back to the furniture store and I swear I did feel sad
What in the world has anyone got for dealing with the furniture man
If you got no dough, you stand no show, it’s certain he’ll back you back
He’ll take everything from an earthly plant, from a skillet to a frying pan
If ever there was a devil born without any horns,
It must have been a furniture man
I called my Cora, hey hey
She come on sniffin’ with her nose all sore,
Doctor swore (she’s) gonna smell no more
Sayin’ coke’s for horses, not women nor men
The doctor said it will kill you, but he didn’t say when
I’m simply wild about my good cocaine
Now the baby’s in the cradle in New Orleans, it kept a-whippin’ till it got so mean
It kept a-whippin had to fix it so (indecipherable)
Saying, run doctor, ring the bell – the women in the alley
I’m simply wild about my good cocaine
I called my Cora, hey hey
She come on sniffin’ with her nose all sore,
The doctor swore (she’s) gonna smell no more
Sayin’, run doctor, ring the bell – the women in the alley
I’m simply wild about my good cocaine”
Rundaamisesta ja huumeiden käytöstä kertoo tämä GD klassikko.
”What in the world ever became of sweet Jane?
She lost her sparkle, you know she isn’t the same
Living on reds, vitamin C and cocaine
all a friend can say is ”ain’t it a shame””
Glenn Frey tunnetaan parhaiten Eaglesin laulajana. Bändin hajottua 1980-luvun alussa Frey siirtyi soolouralle, joka tuotti useampiakin hittejä. Tämä Miami Vice tv-sarjan soundtrackillä julkaistu biisi kertoo huumediilereistä.
Brittiläisen rockbändin kakkosalbumin Your Arse, My Place on sanoituksiltaan hyvin hämmentävä biisi. Kun yhdistää kokaiinin ja biisin nimen, saa hyvin veikeän mielleyhtymän… noin niinkuin biisin aiheeksi.
”1, 2, 3
I twist, you shout
I’m in, you’re out
Too sharp, too flat
It’s fate, and that’s that
Get with it, baby
Bonjour, adieu
Can’t win, with you
You’re hard, i’m not
You’re shit, shit hard
Get with it, baby
Cocaine, it’s crack
Bloody, was black
I’m class, you’re ace
Your arse, in my place
Get with it, baby
I like it like that”
Tämä ei varsinaisesti ole huumebiisi. Poitsu on rakastunut tyttöön ja kuvaa tätä omaksi addiktiokseen.
”She’s like cocaine, heroin, alcohol, and vicodin
She’s my addiction, m-my addicton
She’s cocaine, heroin, alcohol, and vicodin
She’s my addiction, m-my addicton”
Kaveri haluaa seksiä hieman villimmän tytsyn kanssa…
”Cause it’s a dirty world
Yesterday’s trash teen-Hollywood’s beauty queen
And she’s a dirty girl
Tattoos, cigarettes, cocaine, no regrets-nothings for free
It’s a dirty world”
Biisissä lauletaan kovien huumeiden pintaliitokäytöstä.
”everyone’s cracked out but me
is it 1983
babies need the white fluff powder so they can stay on they knees for hours
just admit you got a problem
it’s snowing in miami ask Don Johnson
meanwhile in the golden state
there’s a old blonde bitch snorting H (gettin it)
like Kate Moss did losin contracts for the modelin gigs and shit
and it’s a shame when a size 6 bitch lose her tits just for a hit”
Hienot sanat! Kaveri kertoo veljestään ja itsestää, kuinka he pitivät hauskaa ja kaikki oli hallussa kunnes veli sortui kokaiiniin.
”Now the brother who could handle any drug
Had just found the one that could pull his plug”
Amfetamiini ja kokaiini…
Nainen on taasen parempaa kuin mikään huume…
”This is not ecstasy, but it’s better than cocaine.
and you know that I will miss you when you’re gone
but I’m not equipped to play this game”