G.B.H. - Dead on arrival Lyrics
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- Dead on arrival Lyrics
Album: Leather, Bristles, No Survivors & Sick Boys Tracks in his arm made him a man, No-one could understand. Each night he'd go out shooting skag, Met a pusher who sold him a bag. That's why he was... Dead on arrival...! Ran out of money so he stole a car, Tried to run but didn't get far. Sent to prison, no turning back, Saw his arm, weaned him off smack. That's why he was... Dead on arrival...! Out on parole tried to keep calm, Finally died with a needle in his arm. Yes out on parole, tried to keep calm, Finally died with a needle in his arm. That's why he was... Dead on arrival...! Ran out of money so he stole a car, Tried to run but didn't get far. Sent to prison, no turning back, Saw his arm, weaned him off smack. That's why he was... Dead on arrival...!
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