The thug on the corner, he smiles and he proffers
A small twist of paper, the product on offer
I quietly refuse, but inside, how I suffer
I wonder how I can go on?
I see on the rooftop a smug purring clowder
Of cats, their fur pale as the finest white powder
Now, me and my brain, we must dance once again
The Cocaine Chicane Chaconne.
I’ve been out six weeks and I’ve tried to stay clean
But the world feels so thin and the craving so keen.
Cocaine was my master, a hard one and mean
And he’ll never admit that we’re done.
I look out the window and what should I see
But the world and his dog stood there staring at me
And the dance never ends, step past dealers, past friends
The Cocaine Chicane Chaconne.
Will you pray for my soul, that I not be defeated?
The crime I committed, I fear I’ll repeat it
For I have a need, and no money to meet it
I’ll never stop once I’ve begun.
My life is destroyed, it was me who destroyed it
The rush burned me up even while I enjoyed it
Now, me and my brain, we must dance once again
The Cocaine Chicane Chaconne.
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