Six Years On Dope
NOFX Lyrics


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I was a misanthrope on the end of a rope
I spent twenty years, six years on dope
Taking a piss while giving up hope
I lived a lifetime six years on dope

I was a human trash can
Shortening my life span
Live fast, die tan
I think that was the plan
Saving all my money for a one way ticket to Afghanistan
Yeah

I was ezoobeson drunk
Strung out on junk
Live fast, die punk
I thought I was sunk
From gin swilling and fish tank penicillin

I was a moron bro with impetigo
A pleased as punch Dog Patch Wino
Casual sex and herpes complex
Now I'm on Interferon and Valtrex

I was a child adult, a walking insult
Every shot got more difficult

I was a teenage trash bin
A breathing mannequin
A caustic cause
Who musta loved suffering
Do pinhole eyes romanticize heroin





I was a moron bro, a circus sideshow
A dying slow Dog Patch Wino

Overall Meaning

The lyrics to NOFX's song "Six Years On Dope" describe the hopeless and destructive life of a drug addict. The opening lines express the despair and isolation felt by the singer; he is a misanthrope, or someone who hates humanity, and is at the end of his rope, meaning he is feeling hopeless and close to giving up. The next line reveals that the character has spent twenty years of his life, six of which he was addicted to drugs. The phrase "six years on dope" is repeated throughout the song, emphasizing the length of time the singer has been under the influence of drugs. The character's life has been reduced to taking a piss while giving up hope, demonstrating his complete lack of purpose or direction. In the last line of the verse, "I lived a lifetime six years on dope," the character implies that his addiction has made time drag on endlessly.


The second verse goes into more detail about the character's addiction and the self-destructive behavior that comes with it. He describes himself as a "human trash can," meaning that he will consume anything even if it's harmful to him. Live fast, die tan was his plan, which suggests that he was living recklessly and didn't expect to live very long. He saved all his money for a one-way ticket to Afghanistan, a possible reference to the country's rampant drug trade. The lines "I was ezoobeson drunk / Strung out on junk / Live fast, die punk / I thought I was sunk" continue the theme of reckless living and the belief that the singer would not survive his addiction. The final lines of the verse describe the absurdity of the character's life, characterizing him as a moron bro, a circus sideshow, and a Dog Patch Wino. All of these descriptions suggest that the character is pathetic and hopeless.


Overall, the lyrics to "Six Years On Dope" provide a bleak portrayal of addiction and its impact on someone's life. The imagery throughout the song is vivid and unsettling, making it clear that the singer's addiction has caused extensive damage to himself and his relationships with others. The repetition of "six years on dope" emphasizes the length of time the character has been living in this state and underscores the sense of futility that underlies the song.


Line by Line Meaning

I was a misanthrope on the end of a rope
I was filled with hate for humanity and felt hopeless and suicidal


I spent twenty years, six years on dope
I wasted twenty years of my life and six of those years were spent addicted to drugs


Taking a piss while giving up hope
I had lost all hope and was aimlessly existing in a state of despair


I lived a lifetime six years on dope
My years of drug addiction felt like a lifetime, consuming me completely


I was a human trash can
I was so addicted to drugs that I felt like a walking garbage can


Shortening my life span
My drug addiction was causing me to die faster


Live fast, die tan
I thought living a fast, drug-filled life was glamorous and would lead to a memorable death


I think that was the plan
I had a deluded and unhealthy view of what a fulfilling life looked like


Saving all my money for a one way ticket to Afghanistan
I was so desperate to escape my problems that I considered running away to a dangerous country


I was ezoobeson drunk
I was dangerously drunk and incoherent


Strung out on junk
I was hopelessly addicted to drugs and couldn't function without them


Live fast, die punk
I had a nihilistic view of life and thought it was punk to die young


I thought I was sunk
I felt like there was no escape from my addiction and problems


From gin swilling and fish tank penicillin
I was desperate enough to drink gin and even use fish antibiotics just to get high


I was a moron bro with impetigo
I was immature and foolish, with a contagious skin infection as a result of my poor hygiene


A pleased as punch Dog Patch Wino
Despite my problems, I tried to maintain an optimistic and happy disposition, even if it was fueled by alcohol


Casual sex and herpes complex
My addiction led me to engage in risky sexual behavior, resulting in contracting a permanent STD


Now I'm on Interferon and Valtrex
I am now taking medication to manage the consequences of my destructive lifestyle


I was a child adult, a walking insult
I was immature, unable to handle adult responsibilities, and acted offensively towards others


Every shot got more difficult
My addiction made every day and every shot I took increasingly harder to endure


I was a teenage trash bin
As a teenager, I was already a receptacle for negative influences and substances


A breathing mannequin
I had no life, emotions, or personality beyond being a vessel for drugs


A caustic cause
I was harmful and toxic to myself and others


Who musta loved suffering
Despite my pain, I was addicted to the misery and pain my addiction caused


Do pinhole eyes romanticize heroin
Do addicts become so lost in their addiction that it becomes romanticized, even though it is harmful and destructive?


I was a moron bro, a circus sideshow
I was stupid and foolish, almost like an entertaining but tragic spectacle


A dying slow Dog Patch Wino
I was slowly wasting away, like an animal in a run-down patch of town, completely consumed by alcohol




Lyrics © Wixen Music Publishing
Written by: Michael John Burkett

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@DeadHandX

Its crazy how many people come back to this everyday... this song is masterpiece!!

@Goomer

True

@RobertPodosek

It's so good

@treignsinblood

Love nofx, last couple records were not my favorites BUT this song…🤘

@ericfreda7534

This song is what punk rock is supposed to be. Hard, honest, ball crunching goodness.

@ladyspace6365

NOFX were excellent at this in their hey-dey but they were too much wanting to be a Bad Religion copy (who's very early heavy stuff was also way better than the mainstream crap).

@earthcitizen3939

@@ladyspace6365 BR is at a level of their own lyrically, but it's not bad for NoFX to try to get there. Maybe they don't reach that level, but they're kind of close. They have some word-play which I like, check out the title Philthy Phil Philanthropist for an example.

@gazc7684

Right on!

@mcspraycan

@@ladyspace6365 yeah ok whatever helps you get by

@lamecoporations6859

I love it when Melvin Sings .

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