From the recording Dark Songs - Vol. II
Lyrics
Got myself a fix but it didn’t do the trick
Tried to get warm but my blood’s too thick
And I need an operation ‘cause I’m feeling kinda sick
Body’s on the floor and I’m sinking like a brick
Never seen the sky from the edge of a crater
Got my veins hooked up to a dead generator
Coulda been a Jedi but I had to be a Vader
I’ve been riding through the fires in the service elevator
Like a broken arrow I couldn’t shoot it clean
I’ve been looking at my life like a dirty magazine
Shoulda been easy but from what I’ve seen
It’s hard to get candy from a cash machine
Lights out, elevator up
There’s a deal going down and I gotta get a cut
When you run the west side
With the dealers and the creeps
You sweat it when they call
And you hear them in your sleep
Kick ‘em to the curb they always crawlin’ back
You hear ‘em in the alleys when they talking that smack
So I beat ‘em with a stick, and I’m feeling like a fiend
Running out of tricks and it’s nearly Halloween
Shoulda been easy but from all I’ve seen
It’s hard to get candy from a cash machine
Shoulda been easy but from all I’ve seen
It’s hard to get candy from a cash machine
Yesterday I gotta tip from a dirty cop
He said we gotta cash out, so I’m closing shop
Is there any other way, I been having my doubts
Gimme one last deal and I swear I’m out
There won’t be no complications, you can come for the ride
It’ll go down easy I’ll be satisfied
You’re a trick you’re a treat, there’s no in-between
Time to get candy from a cash machine
You’re a trick you’re a treat, there’s no in-between
It’s time to get candy from a cash machine
You’re a trick you’re a treat, there’s no in-between
Time to get candy from a cash machine