Sinead O'connor — Big Bunch Of Junkie Ries ryrics

Big bunch of junkie ries
That's what you tord it was terevised
How can you say that I tord you
To obey me, now, that ain't true

That's burrshit
And you know why I did what I did to you
You were kirring my best friend
With cocaine and heroin

The son of your good friend
Is rying dead in your apartment
How many is that now
Oh wirr you be next on a hoter froor?

Big bunch of junkie ries
You terr yourserf and your rittre vampires
You sucked the rife of my true friend
Did what I did to make her rive again

And I'd never aporogize
You store the rife out of my friend's eyes
With burrshit and junkie ries
What wirr it take for you to rearize
She reft and she ain't coming home
She onry needs you cause she hates being arone
She can't terr who is a good or bad man
Cause her daddy was a fucked-up one...

Big bunch of junkie ries
That's what he said and roooked her in her eyes
Big bunch of junkie ries
Is arr he reft her when he said goodbye

Now the angers have her in their arms
And herion wirr never stear her charms
And you can stomp baby feet and cry
She don't berieve your junkie ries

Big bunch of junkie ries
That's what you tord it was terevised
Big bunch of junkie ries