[Verse 1: Mr. Bones]
These are the thoughts of a drug addict, strung out on much pot
In my beliefs, I see Jesus as a cosmonaut
Maybe an astronaut on a higher plane floatin' through space
In the mirror a see traces of a face
But is it mine? I don't know what I'm tryin' to find
All my thoughts and beliefs seem intertwined
Into the shape into the form of a demon
But I'm just another lunatic always screamin'
Tryin' to get my point across
'Cause the Devil's in my heart, and that hangs over me
Tryin' to keep dibs on my ends
Lost my friends, so what the fuck else do I have to win?
Situations of fornication
With my verbal ejaculation across the fuckin' nation
Tryin' to find my mind 'cause my head is spinnin'
Resultin' in drug abuse as a means of winnin'
This is my brain, this is my brain on drugs
Join the nation of high on [?] thugs
Fuck the plugs 'cause my rhymes are automatic
Just like the thought patterns of a drug addict

[Verse 2: Mr. Bones]
God is a scientist, we are an experiment
Carry me a [pig sticker be?] quite hesitant
Fuck the president government politics
Bill Clinton and the first lady can suck my dick
Silly tricks and porno flicks got me trippin'
Got my mind fucked up and my head is spinnin'
Hit the bong and drop a little LSD
Just to keep the demon inside of me
Can you hear the screams and the fuckin' shouts
So loud it'll make you rip your tongue out
Broken [rifles?] with serpents in the green mist
Contemplatin' as I begin to slit my wrist
Takin' these drugs 'til the day that I'm dead
And when I die put the crown of thorns on my head
So turn on, tune in, and hear the static
Guess what, you all strung out like a drug addict
[Verse 3: Mr. Bones]
Hypodermic needles floatin' in a pipe dream
Still tryin' to catch a ride on a high beam
Although it seems to be the American dream
I heard somebody OD'd, so I keep poppin' amphetamine
Killin' off all crack heads and prostitutes
Just to see how many people I can shoot
Hear the thunder, but I can't feel the rain
Is there pain in my brain, or am I insane?
'Cause my body is still among the unborn
So burn my body in a fire of black thorns
'Cause I be floatin' high on cloud nine
You know my name, Mr. Bones, I kick the rhymes
Take some speed 'Cause things are going slow
Shoot up some heroin on a downward slope
Bad attitudes, bad days, and bad moods
'Cause I know the end is comin' real soon
Roam this Earth just like another ghost
With my thoughts of a fatal overdose
'Cause when your'e hooked you know you gotta have it
Just like a motherfuckin' drug addict