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cover of a song from Screeching Weasel's 1991 album "My Brain Hurts".
for a while, i had a car with a 6-slot CD changer but no aux cable. so i started collecting CDs. i liked Screeching Weasel's second album, "Boogadaboogadaboogada," and so when i saw their 1993 album "Anthem for a New Tomorrow" at the local punk record store i picked it up for like $5. it ended up being really fucking good so next time i saw a Screeching Weasel album there i got that one too and it ended up being even better. that was the album this song is from. i have lots of memories of cruisin around RVA listening to those albums, along with The Distillers' 2002 album "Sing Sing Death House".
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cindy's on methadone
she's through with the syringe
cindy's on methadone
she's off of heroin
cindy is doin well
we're glad to have her home
she slept in vomit now
she sleeps on methadone
but she stopped rippin off her neighbors
stopped takin change from strangers
stopped shooting needles full of dreams
into her arms
cindy's on methadone
you can see it in her eyes
sounds so much better but it's
just another high
but she stopped callin at 3:30
stopped lookin thin and dirty
stopped screamin bloody murder
when she got cut off
so why don't you
stop with your fake solutions
stop covering up the truth and
stop trying to make things smooth and
stop actin like she's stupid
cindy's on methadone
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