As Friends Rust. A Young Trophy Band In The Parlance Of Our Times. Where The Wild Things Were. Zeneszám

It was 1986, near time for my first fix.
Everybody seemed to want to get some.
What I left on that fourth grade floor I can't get back no more.
That's when it all just headed down hill.
I was a half-brained thorn in the side of the word,
and a full-fledged fucking disaster.
It was 1989, entered the world of crime.
Banned from Woolworth's for all time.
Come 1991, put on my shoes and run.
I ain't seen the inside of my house since.
Now, 2002, just me and Kobaroo.
Still fucking up, but not like I used to.
What I left on that fourth grade floor I can't get back no more.
That's when it all just headed down hill