Dead on Arrival GBH
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Tracks in his arm made him a man
No-one could understand
Each night he'd go out shooting skag
Met a pusher who sold him a bag
That's why he was ..
Dead on arrival .. ..
Ran out of money so he stole a car
Tried to run but didn't get far
Sent to prison, no turning back
Saw his arm, weaned him off smack
Out on parole tried to keep calm
Finally died with a needle in his arm
Yes out on parole, tried to keep calm
Finally died with a needle in his arm
No-one could understand
Each night he'd go out shooting skag
Met a pusher who sold him a bag
That's why he was ..
Dead on arrival .. ..
Ran out of money so he stole a car
Tried to run but didn't get far
Sent to prison, no turning back
Saw his arm, weaned him off smack
Out on parole tried to keep calm
Finally died with a needle in his arm
Yes out on parole, tried to keep calm
Finally died with a needle in his arm
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