The Jones

Remembering when I was younger Trying to satisfy my hunger For anything to blow my brain up Like a hand grenade inside a teacup The years have rolled on by I guess it's no surprise I got the dee-tees, I got the jones I got the dee-tees, I got the jones Searching for that perfect mellow Eventually turned my head to Jell-O Time I spent chasing the dragon In the dirt, back on the wagon Burrowing like a mole Into the darkness of my soul I got the dee-tees, I got the jones I got the dee-tees, I got the jones Smoke and drink and pills and powder Trying to make the music louder Living like there's no tomorrow My painful pleasure happy sorrow The years have rolled on by I guess it's no surprise I got the dee-tees, I got the jones I got the dee-tees, I got the jones