Lyrics:

Profits are high and life is cheap
You're into the shit and it's knee deep
Maybe you remember who you sold it to
Now they're dead, all thanks to you
You f*cked up - well, how many?
You f*cked up - what else is new?
I hope that it gets to ya soon
You f*cked up - that's bad shit
You f*cked up - yeah, you boned 'em
It'll kill ya later
Double the guns and double the fun
Do ya feel lucky punk!
Don't worry 'cause guns don't kill
Maybe they won't, but people will
You f*cked up - well, how many?
You f*cked up - what else is new?
I hope that it gets to ya soon
You f*cked up - that's bad shit
You f*cked up - yeah, you boned 'em
It'll kill ya later
The end is near, better call your mom
Call your pals, 'cos they're f*cking scum
They'll peddle some butt, anything will do
Pick them up from your daughter's school
You f*cked up - well, how many?
You f*cked up - what else is new?
I hope that it gets to ya soon
You f*cked up - that's bad shit
You f*cked up - yeah, you boned 'em
It'll kill ya later