Sick Of Drugs

Waking up with an 8.2
When it seemed like the easiest thing to do
When someone said 'Here's one for you!'
Mouth's so dried and I just spit ash
In a hole in my pocket full of wasted cash
But it's alright, it was just bad stash
'Jump inside' he said, I tried
'I never met a junkie that I didn't like' said he
And who am I to disagree?
Oh, how can you stay when you're 60 million miles away?
How can you fly when your home free?
And how can you feel when your mind's made up like a will of steel?
How can you deal in your tree?
Sick of ecstacy
Kicked in bad and you got too low
To be down in a company you didn't know
Said 'Come on in, got a right good blow'
Yeah, talking, talking, the whole world's clear
Until a guy with a goatee got a touch of fear
Which went round the room like diarrhoea
Bored with this
I'm bored with that
I'm stuck in bed alone with a you-know-what
No rest
With a heart beating out of your chest
Oh, how can you stay when you're 60 million miles away?
How can you fly when your home free?
And how can you feel when your mind's made up like a will of steel?
How can you deal in your tree?
Sick of LSD
Oh, how can you stay when you're 60 million miles away?
How can you fly when your home free?
And how can you feel when your mind's made up like a will of steel?
How can you deal in your tree?
Oh, how can you stay when you're 60 million miles away?
How can you fly when your home free?
And how can you feel when your mind's made up like a will of steel?
How can you deal in your tree?
Sick of drugs are we