Sick of Drugs

Waking up with an eight point two And it seemed like the easiest thing to do When someone said, "Here's one for you!" Mouth's so dry that I just spit ash And a hole in my pocket full of wasted cash But it's all right, it was just back 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 sixty million miles away? How can you fly when you're 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 Ecstasy Kicked in bad and you got too low To be down with-a company you don't know Said "Come on in, we 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 How can you stay When you're sixty million miles away? How can you fly when you're 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 How can you stay When you're sixty million miles away? How can you fly when you're 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 sixty million miles away? How can you fly when you're free? Oh, 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

Submitted by The Void — Mar 01, 2026

Eureka, eureka, you reek of the cheaper alternative Let's steal now, let's steal now, let's steal from the fashions with a (not to kill) A (dealing, a dealing), a blow job for every corporate executive A-when the lights go out it's you and (palace seats at home )and turns around You'll be there in your dressing-gown and sowing all the seams Be a (summer toth bath) 'cos you've gotta go free, you've got a backstage pass so you're V.I.P I bet you're happy right now but where will you be When they ask you to beg for the cash you demand and you wake at a song 'cos it's all second-hand So bleed it, so bleed it, so bleed like you need it, your free 60 seconds of fame (they've seen it, they've seen it, they've seen all of bleed on the back of) again But if you miss something don't look around there ain't no time you're losing ground They own your flesh by pound by pound those cunts you chose to leave CHORUS: (it's) the cheapest thrill, and it's the quickest meal, try underkill It's the cheapest thrill, it's the quickest meal Try underkill (x4) (x2) It's the cheapest thrill, and it's the quickest meal, try underkill (a-when you don't need skill, try underkill) (x12) I'll do anything, a-just as long as I'm paid (I'll be a big coercion, live for fame) I'll be a rock'n'roll star (but a formulaic) (I'll be a big coercion, live for fame) And then split, with the cash (we only did it 'cos we're broke...) ((...ah, sensible... {with guitar strumming}))

Submitted by The Void — Mar 01, 2026

Every minute passed of every passing day Watching the wave we thought would last sailing away Out into the blue and a-(mooded) to the shore Still as a darker shade of grey like never before CHORUS: A bad time, bad time to be having a bad time A bad time, bad time to be having a bad time Well I wish that it was over, but it's only just begun How come the sum of one and one is none? Went to (cram us here) and went to fly alone Loneliness is nothing to fear if you've never had a home Wandering for days (of independent end) Stuck in the habit of packing, unpacking Then I'm packing again… CHORUS ...aaaaahh ...aaaaahh ...aaaaahh-aaaaahh Kiss me in the dark, I don't wanna see you cry CHORUS How come the sum of one and one is none? (x2)

Submitted by The Void — Mar 01, 2026

When I am lonely, when I am blue, when I am crying tears over you I just get rolling, I just get by, sky chaser high, hi-hi-hi-high Ten in the morning 'til late in the night, whatever time, feeling all right I don't get lonely, I don't even try, I just get high - sky chaser high (oo-la la la, -la la la, -la la la, -la la la, dooo - waaah) I hope and I pray that maybe one day I'll see it as legally mine (oo-la la la, -la la la, -la la la, -la la la, dooo - waaah) But Blair don't got a prick, and Major sucks dick, isn't no wonder it's seen as a crime? So if you're thinking of someone to kill, just take a line, just take a pill You don't want no prison, you don't wanna die, get sky chaser high, hi-hi-hi-high Sky chaser high, hi-hi-hi-high... {smokey Sax!}

Submitted by The Void — Mar 01, 2026