Therapeutic Crackhouse Visit

i went to see your mental mum

just dropped in to say hi

she was whining at me constantly

i almost said goodbye

she said she's got no time anymore

got no time for this or that

i told her maybe i could help her out

and to grab her coat and hat

i took your mum to a crack house

and got her off fuckin guts

the more she took the better she looked

and was nowhere near as nuts

she got so high i tell no lie

she entered another dimension

the shadow people WERE scared of her

an amphetamine ascension

her fuckin shit was was so fuckin lit

like a thousand xmas trees

she tried to hide a smile so wide

said thanks and gave me a squeeze

she hit the pipe like a fucking pro

then she had a massive taste

did a line that would kill a horse

and then embraced the waste

your mum's a fuckin fiend dude

she can suck those uppers down

she's dented the fuckin meth supply

that would have fried a small country town

she was gordon fuckin ramsay cooked

she was off her fuckin face

i got my dealer to try and heal her

and now she's gone to outer space