Drugs

Hey, Mr. Drugman, what’s your name?
Hey, you, I’m talking with you.

I want to know about your life,
How do you do, Mr. BadGuy?
I want to know how do you feel,
And what have you done in this world of steel?

To myself,
Your life is like a piece of shit,
Your body looks like the one of skeleton,
And you are just poor dirty man with nothing in your brain!

The drugs are sucking all your mind,
And you want to drink and smell much more,
Your eyes look like two dark holes,
And in your life you play these fucking roles!

You want to take drugs every day
And this your own bloody hell! .. Hey!
And you can never just go away!

(ch.)
Drugs, that’s what you want,
Drugs, that’s what you need,
Drugs, look like very dangerous bloody beast,
But you can’t live without this...
Loathsome dirty dust!
(ch.)

White powder fills your brain,
With the spirit of squalor lane,
With the smell of an old dealy man,
You know,
You can never give up this fucking game!

(ch.)