Woke up Monday morning and I couldn't feel my brain
Took some pills and alcohol to finally ease my pain
I went to bed again... for a better sleep
Ignoring all the warnings that my body's just a mess
I had a smoke, some weed and dope nevertheless
Relieved from my distress... I'm still a garbage heap
Neglecting evil thunderstorms raging in my head
The downers didn't work so well, the uppers did instead
All signals turning red... but I couldn't stop
Careless with the substances that my body needs
My friend in mind Bon Scott would find "Dirty Deeds...
Done Dirt Cheap"... dropped from the top
Hidden one-way streets leading you to dead ends
Lonesome rotten highways leaving all your friends