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Disoriental Video (MV)




Performed By: The Shemps
Language: English
Length: 3:04
Written by: Arthur Philie, Artie Philie, Dean Rispler




The Shemps - Disoriental Lyrics




Ain't nobody gonna come and save me
Ain't nobody gonna give me a call
Ain't nobody gonna do me any favors
'Cause I ain't got no one at all

Ain't nobody being my friend
When I ain't got a dime to lend

I gotta get straight

Sunrise down a straight path, make a right on 109
?Headed down this road again, gonna meet some friends of mine
?I'm parking in the parking lot walking back across the tracks
?I know from my heartrate they can see just how I react

Standing in the lobby of the methadone clinic
I'm reading magazines while they're testing my piss
I'm breaking into cars on the supermarket parking lot
How much longer can I live like this

My punishment ain't fitting my crime
? I'm set up from my family line

I gotta get straight

?It ain't written on a roadside or eyed on a map
It's locked up in the basement with roaches and rats
You try and tell the jury you try and tell the judge
Someone got to help me, get me back to the place where I was

I gotta get straight
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Ain't nobody gonna come and save me
Ain't nobody gonna give me a call
Ain't nobody gonna do me any favors
'Cause I ain't got no one at all

Ain't nobody being my friend
When I ain't got a dime to lend

I gotta get straight

Sunrise down a straight path, make a right on 109
?Headed down this road again, gonna meet some friends of mine
?I'm parking in the parking lot walking back across the tracks
?I know from my heartrate they can see just how I react

Standing in the lobby of the methadone clinic
I'm reading magazines while they're testing my piss
I'm breaking into cars on the supermarket parking lot
How much longer can I live like this

My punishment ain't fitting my crime
? I'm set up from my family line

I gotta get straight

?It ain't written on a roadside or eyed on a map
It's locked up in the basement with roaches and rats
You try and tell the jury you try and tell the judge
Someone got to help me, get me back to the place where I was

I gotta get straight
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Writer: Arthur Philie, Artie Philie, Dean Rispler
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