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 around the room like diarrhea
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 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