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Hello
Feel much better on hashish or efedrine
Feel much better when I'm smoking a lot
Feel much better on acid or mescaline
Feel much better though somebody's not
In their kitchens and ballrooms and boardrooms and chairs
They'd have to pop up to the ceiling for someone to get high
Everybody wants to know, everybody's singing
If you really need to know, everybody cry
Everybody wants to know, everybody's singing ’why? ’
Lord try and suffer this hole, try
Feel much better on meths or on windowlene
Feel much better when I've had my line
Feel much better on amil or ketamine
Feel much better though somebody's not
When they're hepped up and paranoid with lithium lights they'll have to drop an ebeneezer to get a first class flight, now
Everybody wants to know, everybody's singing
If you really need to know, everybody cry
Everybody wants to know everybiody singing why
Lord try and suffer this hole try
Dah, da da dadada da da - kind of stuff
Feel much better on night nurse, amphetimine
Prozac is better, viagra I got
Feel much better, paractemol, a codeine
Feel much better, on heat, I get hot
With wine gums and diesel, pot noodle or fries
I'd rather die from emphezima than learn to just get by, and
Everybody wants to know, everybody's singing
If you really need to know, everybody cry
Everybody wants to know everybiody singing why
Lord try and suffer in this, try
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