Swingin' Utters - End Of The Weak lyrics

Oh Oh my darling Clementine I'm not well in Tenderloin I sold my soul to h**ne This no longer need for sleep enhanced Chance to creep Villa novas parked down next To the creek Where the singles stick to cheek The beginning Of the end Of the weak Slow Go slow now when you pa** me by The federales have an eye on me And generally half the time I'm doing crime I'm not celebrating With this box of wine It's more debilitating With oxycodine And Clementine Intertwined Amongst the land mines Show Show how you feel not how you lie Let this be your lullaby Tonight do what you can just to get by despite