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Just Like Harry Jones
When I grow up
I wanna be a heroin addict
just like my Dad
I want those great big
drug filled eyeballs
only users have
When I grow up
and get my wings
I wont shoot cotton
they wont trick me into rehab
sharing dirty needles
killing me, like they did Dad
When I grow up
I'll steal from my family
to keep that monkey on my back
I'll hide the track marks
down my arms
flushing blood'll keep me calm
When I grow up
I'm gonna smoke primos
but I wont do lemonade
just spider blue and china red
to take me to my grave
When I grow up
I want three full years
and if I'm lucky four
then I'll join Daddy in his box
fast asleep and dreaming
with heroin his whore
I wanna be a heroin addict
just like my Dad
I want those great big
drug filled eyeballs
only users have
When I grow up
and get my wings
I wont shoot cotton
they wont trick me into rehab
sharing dirty needles
killing me, like they did Dad
When I grow up
I'll steal from my family
to keep that monkey on my back
I'll hide the track marks
down my arms
flushing blood'll keep me calm
When I grow up
I'm gonna smoke primos
but I wont do lemonade
just spider blue and china red
to take me to my grave
When I grow up
I want three full years
and if I'm lucky four
then I'll join Daddy in his box
fast asleep and dreaming
with heroin his whore
Published 25th Feb 2010
| Edited 15th Jul 2012
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Anonymous
26th Feb 2010 7:32am
can with great feeling speak from such diverse perspectives without losing the immediacy of perception personal poetry has, this one really moves and the final stanza is a real smasher,the flippancy in its tone strangely conveys also great depth of feeling, loved it A.
26th Feb 2010 9:28am
For me that's one of the biggest thrills when you are writing - being able to imagine you're someone else and becoming lost in that, Priya. Thanks for those kindest of words.
Anonymous
27th Feb 2010 3:36am
at the state of the modern world. Oddly painful and compelling, and it's flow and content made me think that it could have been a song sung by a band like The Stranglers!
27th Feb 2010 7:08am
I hadn't considered this as a song lyric -but of course you might be right. If you can persuade the Stranglers to reform and use it I'd be forever in your debt, Jack.
Appreciate your kind feedback.
Appreciate your kind feedback.
