Your Tragedy

[* originally released as "Coke is It" by The Kids] Woke up one morning, turned your radio on Couldn't find your money and your brother was gone You ran to the kitchen, all you found was a pone Your knew your brother's habit, couldn't silence his own Used it ten years and now he's grown Lost his wife and lost his friends The way he started is the way he'll end Usin cocaine again and again Bright one morning drivin in his car Smoked some dust, this time he went too far Flew off the cliff right over the side That was his first car and his last ride Now you wonder why he didn't quit But I'll tell you the answer that coke is it His life is an end, he couldn't get through it I told him before that he shouldn't (do it) ( *cutting up of* ) (Do it!) Now your mother's upset There's only two sons left You say that's something you could never do But now your brother's fried look rubbed off on you Gettin all high, actin all cool Your younger brother's grown and he finished school Takin care of your mother and your sister too He chose his own way, he took his own fate He used to idealize you but now it's hate He tried to help you, you can't say that's it He tried to put you in a Phoenix home, you caught a fit And now you realize that coke is it Your life is an end, you couldn't get through it I told you before that you shouldn't (do it) ( *cutting up of* ) (Do it!) The tragedy won't happen to me Now your brother's in brain surgery Yes, your brother's rich, he's a millionaire While you're out on the Bronx and you're on welfare Jealous of your brother all you do is cry Went in the room, commit suicide Now your brother blames himself for what you have done As you know 3 minus 2 equals 1 You could say your mother's life was a gamblin bet Cause she started out with three, she only got one son left You think you're cool, a Casanova But now your life is (all over) (over) (over) ( *cutting up of* ) (The tragedy)