Album: All The Pain Money Can Buy Song Length: 3:17 Written by: Miles Zuniga Lyrics: Living to get his freak on Sporting his leopard skin thong Charlie, the methadone man Plays sunday nights in a rock and roll band Charlie, the methadone, the methadone man Patience: the name of the game Waiting on doctor kincaid Charlie, the methadone man Fills out the papers just as fast as he can Charlie, the methadone, the methadone man When you're all alone And you've got no where to go Better take it slow 'Til (oh) you get so tired of where you are Kicking his lonely lit brain Drinking to try and stay sane Kicking