Excuse me, do you know where the dealers are?
I mean, can you get me high?
You've lost the fucking plot
You've lost the fucking plot
I wanna feel the gear
Pumping through my veins
I wanna feel the drugs
Fucking up my brains
I wanna dance all night
And fuck all day
I want cocaine
On a breakfast tray
Excuse me, do you know where the dealers are?
I mean, can you get me high?
You've lost the fucking plot
You've lost the fucking plot