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My Medicine - New Sweet Breath



     
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Yeah, I like to dedicate this record
Right here to my main man
Johnny Cash, a real American Gangster
I got my nephew Whitey Ford on the guitar
Young Trev' on the drums
Grand Ole Opry, here we come, uh
Jack be nimble, Jack be quick
Jack up the spoon on the candlestick
Dopestick pimpin' on the one-trick pony
Yeah, she kinda skinny but she gets my money
Get my money, buy my medicine
Buy my medicine, buy my medicine
Get my money, buy my medicine
Buy my medicine, buy my medicine
Yeah, you know I got to have that medicine
That prescription medicine, baby
You know, purple, orange, green
Jack starts hangin 'round with some fiends

Got strung out, sold the cow for beans
Told young wifey, "I love ya, honey
But you gotta hit the streets, go and get my money"
Get my money, buy my medicine
Buy my medicine, buy my medicine
Get my money, buy my medicine
Buy my medicine, buy my medicine
Yeah, the mo' dedicated the mo' medicated
Can you feel me?
Girl my love's gonna last just as long as my high
And I'm high all day, every day
You can trust every word I'm gonna say will be a lie
Ha ha, yeah, I lie sometimes
What's the use of the truth
If you can't get a lie sometimes baby?
Now dig this
Jack starts a track up and down the hill
Got to walkin' thinkin' ace what he told to Jill
Come rain, come shine, come snow or if it's sunny
Get the **** out, come and get my money
Get my money, buy my medicine
Buy my medicine, buy my medicine
Get my money, buy my medicine
Buy my medicine, buy my medicine
Yeah, they say you can't buy me love
But you damn sure can buy me bud
Girl, my love's gonna last just as long as my high
Oh, I'm so high right now, how 'bout you?
You can trust every word I'm gonna tell you is a lie
Liar, liar, ha ha, pants on fire
Girl, I love you, I love you though, yeah

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Seattle was one of those places where people who wanted to play music in the mid-West just ended up. The Treepeople did, only to be swallowed up by the waves of "grunge". By the time the brothers Markel found their way there in 1994, grunge was officially over (if it ever existed at all), just in time to be swallowed up by the recession of "post-grunge". The band the brothers formed, New Sweet Breath, was clearly not a "grunge" band by any means (but again, "grunge" never existed. Nirvana, Seaweed, and Mudhoney were punk bands.

Read more about New Sweet Breath on Last.fm.


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