1-800 Suicide

Suicide, it's a suicide biddy-bye-bye! Suicide, it's a suicide Suicide, it's a suicide biddy-bye-bye! Suicide, it's a suicide So you wanna die? Commit suicide? Dial 1-800-Cyanide line Far as life, yo it ain't worth it Put a rope around your neck and jerk it The trick didn't work Your life was fucked up from the first day of birth After watchin' Jackie Gleason walk into a precinct Gun down the captain for no fuckin' reason And get some LSD, or a drink from the bar Get behind your wheel and crash the car Like Desert Storm, got bombs for the war Confront an alligator, let it eat ya raw Back to the function, ridin' the caboose to Hell Bzzzzzt! Touched the third rail Ya fucked up chicken, now you just got fried 'Cause it's a suicide Suicide, it's a suicide biddy-bye-bye! Suicide, it's a suicide Suicide, it's a suicide biddy-bye-bye! Suicide, it's a suicide Hey you little rich kid, what's your beef? Come and tell the Grym Reaper all o' your grief You asked for a Benz and you only got a Jeep Your pop's got ends, but yo he's mad cheap Maybe you're a bastard child ya think Mom and dad are white and you're dark as ink Maybe you're Sicilian with a tan But you hate lasagna and the pizza man Now ya stand on the Gravedigga plot And you're singin' the blues about the rough life you've got (Not!) Ya don't wanna live no more I guess you're really ready for the graveyard tour When you get home just fill up your windows and your doors Turn your oven on high for about four hours Light you a blunt, kiss your ass goodbye Ya gassed yaself 'cause it's a suicide Suicide, it's a suicide biddy-bye-bye! Suicide, it's a suicide Suicide, it's a suicide biddy-bye-bye! Suicide, it's a suicide Suicide, it's a suicide biddy-bye-bye! Suicide, it's a suicide Suicide, it's a suicide biddy-bye-bye! Suicide, it's a suicide (Yep, I've said it before and I'll say it again) (Life moves pretty fast) (If you don't stop and look around every once in a while) (You'll miss it) Six fuckin' devils stepped up playin' brave God Had the fuckin' nerve to try and enter my graveyard I'm the RZArector, be my sacrifice Commit suicide and I'll bring ya back to life The first was convinced, stuck a water hose In his mouth at full blast so his head can explode Second one said, "Mmm, that's good but I can top it" Put an axe up to his head and then he chopped it Blood shot out in every direction The rest didn't know what to do, I made suggestions Put a slug in your mug, overdose on a drug Wet your hair stick a knife in the plug Or be like Richard Pryor set your balls on fire Better yet, go hang yourself with a barbed wire Three and Four fell deep into spell and Ran to the zoo, locked themselves in a lion's den Number Five said it ain't worth bein' alive Smoked a dust joint, mixed it with cyanide The only one to escape was number Six He went home, sat in the tub and slit his wrists Yeah, more graves to dig, goodbye! There's no need to cry - 'cause we all die