Ryan Adams - The Drug's Not Working Lyrics
I was shooting in the back of the carWhen the windows smashed on the police carsI was swimming through the streets of New YorkWith my cocaine dagger and throats to cutAnd it was making her cryAnd it was making her cryAnd it was making her cryBut it was making me highShe was a hooker at the age of 16All she wanted was the moneyShe didn't need an I.D.She was a junkie and I know its clichéBut then so was her lifeI mean, she lived in L.A.And it was making her cryAnd it was making her cryAnd it was making her cryBut it was making her highAnd it was making her cryAnd it was making her cryAnd it was making her cryBut it was making her highAnd it was making her cryAnd it was making her cry(Riot in my skull, demons are coming)And it was making her cry(Los Angeles is dead, the drugs ain't working)And it was making her cry(Painted it all black, the chains are jerking)And it was making her cry(Los Angeles is dead, the drugs ain't working)And it was making her cry(Riot in my skull, demons are coming)And it was making her cry(Los Angeles is dead, the drugs ain't working)And it was making her cry(Los Angeles is dead, the drugs ain't working)Riot in my skull, demons are comingL.A. your dead, the drugs ain't workingPainted it all black, the chains are jerkingL.A. is dead, the drugs ain't workingL.A. your dead, the drugs ain't workingL.A. your dead, the drugs ain't workingThe drugs ain't workingThe drugs ain't working
