Bad Complexion

I got a bad complexion and a lot to say
Never ask directions but I say it anyway
You better run to me
You better run to me
You better run
Tear down then John Denver had a troubled bed
Now John Denver’s dead
Tear down then John Denver had a troubled bed
Now John Denver’s dead
I ain’t got no limitations
The world’s a motherfucker
It’ll crush you if you let it
You better run to me
You better run to me
You better run
Feeling like a note
Looking like one
Feeling like a note
Looking like one
So thank the Lord for heroin
So thank him for your soul
But don’t forget about women, boy
The causing of it all
The causing of it all
You better run to me
You better run to me
You better run
You better run