Medicine Pocket

I've got a medicine pocket
Cause I never know when it's gonna hit me
I've got a bum leg socket
And I never know if it's gonna quit me

Oh what you said was
Bats in your head and
Now that you've left won't you
Won't you come around?
Won't you come around?

Jack's on heartless rocket
Word's out there's gonna be rescue
Cocaine and a ten-cent locket
Spare change, and a bottle of
Rye gonna save you

Oh that was then
I came out ahead
And now that you've left won't you
Won't you come around?
Won't you come around?