Crack Cocaine

My best friend’s in jail for crack cocaine.

He’s got nobody else left to blame.

But the man, and the cops, and the women that he lost,

and the poison all running through his veins.

My best friend’s in jail for loving the needle.

Nobody wanted to help him when we were able.

With a black-bottomed spoon and a cheap trip to the moon,

my best friend’s in jail for crack cocaine.

My best friend’s in jail for stealing copper.

He said he loved his mom, but he just robbed her.

Altered by some shit that you can get behind the counter.

My best friend’s in jail for crack cocaine.

My best friend’s in jail for crack cocaine.

He’s got nobody else left to blame.

But the man, and the cops, and the women that he lost,

and the poison all running through his veins.

My best friend keeps asking me for money.

The phantom of a man with a story.

He was a father, and a brother, and a son to his mother.

My best friend’s in jail for crack cocaine.

My best friend, he sold all his guitars.

He quit playing songs and singing late in bars.

Making up excuses for the bad things he uses.

My best friend’s in jail for crack cocaine.

My best friend keeps dying more each day.

My best friend keeps dying more each day.

You wouldn’t recognize him if he looked your way.

My best friend keeps dying more each day.

My best friend, he passed away this morning.

And I wished I was surprised but we had a warning.

Now he’s free to be himself, the one I still keep on my shelf.

My best friend is dead from crack cocaine.

My best friend is dead from crack cocaine.

The house always wins the dealer’s game.

Well, there’s no more coming down when you’re six feet underground.

With a concrete rock carved with your name.

My best friend is dead from crack cocaine.