27 (Dedicated To Amy Winehouse And Friends That Died At 27)
Dedicated to all my friends that died at 27.
LYRIX = = = = = = said your all mouth and no brains all rock stars go to heaven you said you'll be dead at 27 when we drunk in a English tavern the owner poured you the Bourbon and you drunk your self so rotten he got so rich he bought a Bentley and moved himself to Devon
you started dirty dancing and you bar tended a dozen i took you to the clinic to get you clean but you couldn't said in 2 days ur 27 and and ur destiny was comin and ur papa passed so sudden and left you with lil somin
you blew that money on a mountain of drugs and staged your self a bedin a month later when i popped in your still high but the winter set in i bought you a coffee and a muffin and you quoted me some Lenin i wished i was that clever but thats what kept me coming your friendship did mean somin but you left me for nothin when i left, you befriended a rope and i found you both were hanging.