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I'm On Suicide

I'm on suicide.
I'm just looking for an easy way out.
I've got a pistol and' it's pointing at my brain.
Don' try to stop me now there's no turning back.
I'm on suicide.
There's nothing left to keep me here anymore.
It could be pills or just a needle in my veins.
Give me a rope I'll hang around for a while.

I had a real tough time with the girls on my block.
It must be two years or more since I got it on.
An' when I fin'ly made it just a few weeks ago
I had to call up the doctor when the spots began to grow.
I thought that it was just a case of the lovesick blues,
Or the mumps or measles or the oobie-doos,
But when I touched my toes he stuck the needle into me
An' "said that ain' no chicken-pocks boy, that's v.d."

Back in the forties life was such a bore.
I wanted action so I joined the war.
I took the big bombs up into the sky.
A kamikaze pilot's sure to die.
Cos every time I took my aeroplane up
I must have been sheer out of luck.
And down again towards the ships down below,
Somehow I always missed and got fished back to the shore.

I tried my chances on the horses today.
Put all my money on a three year old bay.
I laid my stake at a hundred to one
And thanked the lord when it was first past the line.
But just as I was leaving the track
Somebody dirty greaser man stuck a knife into my back.
Took all my money and my good luck charms.
And before I knew it I was back to square one.

I'm on suicide. Arsenic.
I'm on suicide. Make it quick.
I'm on suicide. Cyanide.
I'm on suicide. I wanna die.
I'm on suicide. Lover's leap.
I'm on suicide. Talk is cheap.
I'm on suicide. Russian roulette.
I'm on suicide. Bang bang, I'm dead.