Cold Turkey – John Lennon
John describiendo la pesadilla que fué para él, el Sindrome de Abstinencia de la Heroína. COLD TURKEY Temperatures rising Fever is high Cant see no future Cant see no sky My feet are so heavy So is my head I wish I was a baby I wish I was dead Cold turkey has got me on the run My body is aching Goose-pimple bone Cant see no body Leave me alone My eyes are wide open Cant get to sleep One thing Im sure of Im in at the deep freeze Cold turkey has got me on the run Cold turkey has got me on the run Thirty-six hours Rolling in pain Praying to someone Free me again Oh Ill be a good boy Please make me well I promise you anything Get me out of this hell Cold turkey has got me on the run Oh, oh, oh, oh
