Death Drugs Paroles

You got to get me some long-sleeved shirts.
Mom Mom, I need some long-sleeved shirts.
You gotta hide the marks where I stick the works.
The things we were doing got me under the rugs.
We're doin' the death drugs.

How come Bobby Dylan and Louie Reed
They're never seen in short sleeves?
Hey the sixties everybody's going to heaven.
Sixty-nine, sixty-eight, sixty-seven.
The things we were doing got me under the rugs.
We be doing the death drugs.

Long live the legend.
It's not for everyone.
Long live the legend.
It's not for everyone.
Long live the legend.
It's not for everyone.
Long live the legend. It'll outlive us