Huffin' in the Nude Songtext
I like angeldust in June
And late in the afternoon
Huffin nitrous from balloons
And when the sun is settin soon
I like huffin' in the nude
Well, ‘cept for my huffin' shoes
I like to shine ‘em up real good
Then take another whiff of glue
Cause this might be the day
The good lord takes me away
and I’d be awful scared
if these drugs would let me care
Cause this might be the day
that the good lord takes me away
and god might treat me worse
if his drugs don’t kill me first
I like trippin' when fall comes
And when the acid’s going strong
A little coke to numb my gums
A pint of whiskey just for fun
I like tweakin' in my socks
Wearin' argyles and smokin' rocks
Stole my mamma’s medicine box
Her asthma medication sucks
Cause this might be the day
the good lord takes me away
and I’d be awful scared
if these drugs would let me care
Cause this might be the day
that the good lord takes me away
and god might treat me worse
if his drugs don’t kill me first
Cause this might be the day
that the good lord takes me away
and I’d be awful scared
if these drugs would let me care
Cause this might be the day
that the good lord takes me away
and god might treat me worse
if his drugs don’t kill me first
No, if his drugs don’t kill me first
No, if his drugs don’t kill me first
I like huffin' in the n-nude
Well, ‘c-cept for my h-huffin' shoes
I like to s-shine ‘em up real g-good
Then take another whiff of g-glue
(Ahhh, fuck yeah)
And late in the afternoon
Huffin nitrous from balloons
And when the sun is settin soon
I like huffin' in the nude
Well, ‘cept for my huffin' shoes
I like to shine ‘em up real good
Then take another whiff of glue
Cause this might be the day
The good lord takes me away
and I’d be awful scared
if these drugs would let me care
Cause this might be the day
that the good lord takes me away
and god might treat me worse
if his drugs don’t kill me first
I like trippin' when fall comes
And when the acid’s going strong
A little coke to numb my gums
A pint of whiskey just for fun
I like tweakin' in my socks
Wearin' argyles and smokin' rocks
Stole my mamma’s medicine box
Her asthma medication sucks
Cause this might be the day
the good lord takes me away
and I’d be awful scared
if these drugs would let me care
Cause this might be the day
that the good lord takes me away
and god might treat me worse
if his drugs don’t kill me first
Cause this might be the day
that the good lord takes me away
and I’d be awful scared
if these drugs would let me care
Cause this might be the day
that the good lord takes me away
and god might treat me worse
if his drugs don’t kill me first
No, if his drugs don’t kill me first
No, if his drugs don’t kill me first
I like huffin' in the n-nude
Well, ‘c-cept for my h-huffin' shoes
I like to s-shine ‘em up real g-good
Then take another whiff of g-glue
(Ahhh, fuck yeah)