Polytoxic - G.B.H.

We really tried to pick him up

We really tried to help

But we just couldn’t save him

Save him from himself

«Why?"Is the question

Of such a pointless death

Nobody could save him

Save him from himself

He’s polytoxic;

you know he never got sick

He had an appetite, it just wasn’t right

The knowledge he was storing

The drugs he was scoring

He was never ever boring

No never ever boring

He’s polytoxic, yeah the real whiz pig

Stubborn as a mule, he never followed the rules