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Goldie Lookin Chain
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Self-Suicide
Goldie Lookin' Chain-Self-suicide
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intro - I'm gonna lie on my back and you put your fingers down my mouth right, no, no do it right, like aaugh uuuugh! I'm gonna do a Jimi hendrix, ..eeuuughh....I'm gonna be sick in my sleep, euuugh...aaauugh ugh!!
I tries to do it proper but kept comin' up a cropper
I needs some hype I think I'll ram raid happy shopper
haven't got a car so I use a space hopper
bouncing to the window, cut my head, show stopper
I want a hundred fans, 200 teeny boppers
I want police protection from 87 coppers
I wanna go gold even better platinum
if you wanna be a star you gotta kill yourself, man
it's the truth step back, take a look around
Elvis is dead for being fat - 500 pound
Kurt Cobain's rich as fuck he's buried in the ground
jimi hendrix and his amp still ain't makin' no sound
Michael hutchence, he's one of 'em too
made a hundred million quid dying wanking on the loo
S-U-I-C-I-D-E ...it might be messy but it's money for free
suicide is painless or so it has been said
I could've killed myself but I'd be better off dead
so I took a deep breath, put a gun against my head
pulled the trigger, click, should've been eating lead
but I wasn't, I was naked in john frost square
mothers with pushchairs stopped and stared
for this situation I was quite unprepared
tried suicide to be famous but nobody cared
committing suicide to enhance my career
it worked for Mickey and tupac shakir
Jesus was nailed up to some wood
2000 years later and book sales are still good
I heard in a song suicide is painless
and it's 80% sure to make you famous
wanking with a bag on yer head tied to a door
that bloke from NXS-he knew the score
S-U-I-C-I-D-E ...it might be messy but it's money for free
S-U-I-C-…Q-R…C? ...it might be messy but it's money for free
I gotta kill myself, I gotta do's it quick
john entwistle sly, he was snorting arsenic
I keep taking all this coke to make me die
doin' more drugs than they make in fuckin' ICI
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it's the best way to go, don't think me dull
I'm not gonna fall off the roof like the flid rod hull
we want people to sing all our songs
and the nuns at saint Joseph's rappin' on smokin' bongs
we wanna be remembered when we're six feet under
for hip-hoppin' not robbin's fuckin' beatings or plunder
at the moment I'm not dead like David kampasey
double platinum means you gotta be pushin' up daisies
dad's army's all dead, every last one
but the cunts are still going on BBC1
yeah that's right I smoke draw from Wales
suicide's a good idea to improve vinyl sales
it's useless, it's crap, I'll never be in the Sun
how can I be a pop star when I can't buy a gun?
Jimmy Morrison overdosed in the bath
I know, I'll hang myself with my scarf.
tied to the stairs, dangling by my neck
the cord length I forgot to check
stuck there for a week, unable to shriek,
the landlord found me and he called me a freak.
he cut me down and started to laugh, said
'if you're dead next week gimme your autograph'
you know I thanked him, returned to my room
the new plan is to go out with a boom
to the station, with a petrol can
five pound please, I say to the man
all set up and ready to burn...
the wheel on my lighter just won't turn
suicide is a suicycburlebbbl!
suicide is a suicycburlebbbl!
suicide is a suicycburlebbbl............I'm gonna be famous, after I die
Talking: proven fact, man, if you're dead you sell more
that drummer from Def-leppard, his arm has made 30 times more than he has-
you know our Elvis? well, he's dead famous now and he's dead and he's fa.. he's more famous now like
he's dead like you know, that's what it's all about like-
it's fuckin' simple economics-
they reckon bob marley's dead but he's not, man, coz he was on the TV last night, man
just don't lie to me, man-
I thought I was havin' a go at an overdose, but I I I don't think you can overdose on beechams flu plus-
I think one of the blokes off of dad's army is still alive, i think he's bumming martin in eastenders innit?-
I'll get the ropes, and we'll tie them to the walls, and we all jump off at the same time and break our necks and we'll make at least 13 quid and you knows we'll be famous like fuckin' Ghandi or, or like the bloke off that sex film we seen.
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