Joel Lerner Copyright 11-18-2000

                                                            CRACK HEAD

INTRO(spoken)

On the seamy side of the city,

There are things that aren't pretty

Like poverty and despair

Violence hangs like a bird of prey in the air

Tormented souls come searching for things that should never be found

On this God forsaken killing ground

V1 When there's too much pressure

      And I begin going insane

      That's when urges come into my brain

      With feelings of guilt descending like rain

V2 I run to the corner where the evil men lurk

     I flash my money as the baller reaches into his shirt

     I could walk away now while there's still some time

     But I've sunken so low, and there's no ladder to climb

C1 I'm a Crack head

      I live my life for a red hot rock

      I'm a Crack head

      I smoke it up till my spirit is dead

V3 Two am, the bars are closed

      I get a twenty from my bro

      Say it's for my nose

      But it's for my lungs, and away I go

V4 I'm out of place on the city streets

     Irrational thoughts don't come cheap

     I know it's wrong, but I just don't care

     As I find myself in the rock mans lair

C2 I'm a Crack head

      I live my life for a red hot rock

      I'm a Crack head

      I smoke it up till my spirit is dead

V5 My thoughts are a freight train runnin thru my brain

      There are people I hurt, and I'm feeling their pain

      As my world's torn apart, I hear the devil say,

      "Your soul is mine come judgment day"

C3 I'm a Crack head

      I live my life for a red hot rock

      I'm a Crack head

      I smoke it up till my spirit is dead