Waking up with an 8.2 when it seemed like the easiest thing to do
When someone said "Here's one for you"
In a hole in my pocket full of wasted cash
Mouth's so dry and I just spit ash
But that'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?
How can you fly when you're home free
How can you stay when you're 16 million miles away
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 Said "Come on in we've got a right good blow"
To be down in a company you don't know
Which went round the room like diarrhoea
Talking talking the whole world's clear
I'm bored with this
Until the guy with the goatee got a touch of fear I'm bored with that
I'm stuck in bed alone with a you know what
No rest
With your heart beating out of your chest How can you stay when you're 16 million miles away
How can you feel when your mind's made up like a will of steel
How can you fly when you're home free
Sick of LSD How can you deal in your tree
How can you fly when you're home free
When your mind's made up like a will of steel
How can you stay when you're 16 million miles away
How can you feel
How can you deal in your tree How can you stay when you're 16 million miles away
How can you fly when you're home free
How can you feel
When your mind's made up like a will of steel
Sick of drugs are weHow can you deal in your tree.
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