Self Suicide

Album: Straight Outta Newport (2005)
  • I'm gonna lie on my back and you put your fingers down my mouth right,
    No, no do it right, like augh ugh!
    I'm gonna do a Jimi Hendrix,
    Eugh, I'm gonna be sick in my sleep, eugh, augh ugh!

    I tries to do it proper but kept comin' up a cropper
    I needs some hype I think I'll ram raid happy shopper
    Haven't got a car so I use a space hopper
    Bouncing to the window, cut my head, show stopper
    I want a hundred fans, 200 teeny boppers
    I want police protection from 87 coppers
    I wanna go gold even better platinum
    If you wanna be a star you gotta kill yourself, man
    It's the truth step back, take a look around
    Elvis is dead for being fat, 500 pound
    Kurt Cobain's rich as fuck he's buried in the ground
    Jimi Hendrix and his amp still ain't makin' no sound
    Michael hutchence, he's one of 'em too
    Made a hundred million quid dying tossing on the loo

    S U I C I D E
    It might be messy but it's money for free

    Suicide is painless or so it has been said
    I could've killed myself but I'd be better off dead
    So I took a deep breath, put a gun against my head
    Pulled the trigger, click, should've been eating lead
    But I wasn't, I was naked in john frost square
    Mothers with pushchairs stopped and stared
    For this situation I was quite unprepared
    Tried suicide to be famous but nobody cared

    Committing suicide to enhance my career
    It worked for mickey and Tupac Shakir
    Jesus was nailed up to some wood
    2000 years later and book sales are still good
    I heard in a song suicide is painless
    And it's 80% sure to make you famous
    W4nking with a bag on yer head tied to a door
    That bloke from I-N-X-S he knew the score

    S U I C I D E, it might be messy but it's money for free
    S U I C I D E, it might be messy but it's money for free

    I gotta kill myself, I gotta do's it quick
    John entwistle sly, he was snorting arsenic
    I keep taking all this coke to make me die
    Doin' more drugs than they make in fuckin' I-C-I
    It's the best way to go, don't think me dull
    I'm not gonna fall off the roof like the flid rod hull
    We want people to sing all our songs
    And the nuns at saint Joseph's rappin' on smokin' bongs
    We wanna be remembered when we're six feet under
    For hip-hoppin' not robins fuckin' beatings or plunder
    At the moment I'm not dead like David kampasey
    Double platinum means you gotta be pushin' up daisies
    Dad's army's all dead, every last one
    But the cents are still going on BBC1
    Yeah that's right I smoke draw from wales
    Suicide's a good idea to improve vinyl sales

    It's useless, it's crap, I'll never be in the sun
    How can I be a pop star when I can't buy a gun?
    Jimmy Morrison overdosed in the bath
    I know, I'll hang myself with my scarf
    Tied to the stairs, dangling by my neck
    The cord length I forgot to check
    Stuck it for a week, unable to shriek
    The landlord found me and he called me a freak
    He cut me down and started to laugh
    'if you're dead next week gimme your autograph'
    You know I thanked him, returned to my room
    The new plan is to go out with a boom
    To the station, with a petrol can
    Five pound please, I say to the man
    All set up and ready to burn
    The wheel on my lighter just won't turn

    Suicide is a suicyclebbbl
    Suicide is a suicyclebbbl
    Suicide is a suicyclebbbl, I wanna be famous after I die

    Proven fact, man, if you're dead you sell more
    That drummer from def leopard, his arm has made 30 times more than he has
    You know our elvis? well, he's dead famous now and he's dead and he's fa
    He's more famous now like
    He's dead like you know, that's what it's all about like
    It's fuckin' simple economics
    They reckon bob marley's dead but he's not, man,
    Cause he was on the TV last night, man
    Just don't lie to me, man
    I thought I was havin' a go at an overdose,
    But I I I don't think you can overdose on beechams flu plus
    I think one of the blokes off of dads army is still alive,
    I think he's bumming martin in eastenders innit?
    I'll get the ropes, and we'll tie them to the walls,
    And we all jump off at the same time and break our necks
    And we'll make at least 13 quid and you
    Knows we'll be famous like fuckin' Gandhi
    Or like the bloke off that sex film we seen Writer/s: ADAM JAMES WILLIAM SADLER, CHRISTOPHER DOMINIC EDGE, JOHN EDWARD RUTLEDGE, RHYS WILLIAM JOSEPH HUTCHINGS
    Publisher: Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
    Lyrics licensed and provided by LyricFind

Comments: 2

  • Scott from Tempe, AzAshley from Aubunr-hills, MI - before commenting on someones post, be sure you read the WHOLE thing. "This song, an ode to suicide and the boost it can have on a music career, has several references to people who both took their own life or WERE KILLED".
  • Ashley from Aubunr-hills, Mi, MiConnor = Where the f-k do you get off saying that Jesus Christ commited Suicide ...he didnt .. read a bible (King James Version) - and you might understand the concept that jesus didnt just die for the sins of man ..but he would of died by man hands even if he choose not to make the decision he that he did make...God, Jesus Christ, and Holy Spirit are one by the way.. watche what you say their will always be someone who will disagree or give u a lesson about what you say so or later .....
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