Useless Pieces Of sh** - Junkie Punks lyrics

[Based on a Dead Kennedys Song] Think your rad cuz you shoot junk You think it's cool, we think it's f**ed! I give you my friendship and what do I get Sold off for another fix If you've come to score get out here Find somewhere else to squelch your fears We ain't trying to be your mom But you need help before You're too far gone Rip your friends off gotta scam Chop off any helping hand Steal our trust when you've got withdrawals Flush your junk if you've got real balls You still think Sid Vicious is cool Can't you see he's a dead junkie fool Darby, Jan*s, the list goes on You've starting your grave With the hole in your arm Junkie punks, junkie punks Junkie punks O.D.!!!!!!!!! Hope you die. Hope you die. Hope you die!