He's polytoxic; he's always obnoxious
Loved music, had fun, but the damage was done
We really tried to pick him up
We really tried to help
But we just couldn't save him
Save him from himself
"Why?" Is the question
Of such a pointless death
Nobody could save him
Save him from himself
He's polytoxic; you know he never got sick
He had an appetite, it just wasn't right
The knowledge he was storing
The drugs he was scoring
He was never ever boring
No never ever boring
He's polytoxic, yeah the real whiz pig
Stubborn as a mule, he never followed the rules
