Well, Louie lost his daughter 
Down behind that shack 
The sweet brown sugar took her 
And she did not make it back 
It's another form of suicide 
Now I know the reason why I'm runnin' 
Yeah

So if you see your sister 
Tryin' to hide her tracks 
You just as well remind her 
`Cause she might not make it back 
It's another form of suicide 
No one knows the reason why she's runnin' 
Far away

And all the fools think they're wise 
And the angels they cry 
And the people they all gathered round 
It was nine twenty-five 
When her body arrived 
And by noon she was down in the ground

And we all fall down 
(You better look out)

So if you see your brother 
Choking on the dope 
You just as well remind him 
`Cause he does not stand a hope 
Another form of suicide 
No one knows the reason why he's runnin' 
Far away

And all the fools think they're wise 
And the angels they cry 
And the people they all gathered round 
It was nine twenty-five 
When his body arrived 
And by noon he was down in the ground

And we all fall down

(Solo)

So if you see your mama 
Shakin' on the street 
Your little sister's starving 
And there ain't no food to eat 
She's looking for the dealer 
She's tryin' to find some crack

Well, tell your little sister 
Mama won't be coming back 
Another form of suicide 
No one knows the reason why she's runnin' 
Far away

And all the fools think they're wise 
And the angels they cry 
And the people they all gathered round 
It was nine twenty-five 
When her body arrived 
And by noon she was down in the ground

And we all fall down 
And we all fall down 
And we all fall down 
To the ground 
And we all fall down 
It's comin' to get ya 
Just one more hit 
Just another hit 
You better look out 
Cause the dealer's gonna get ya 
You're going down