| On a frozen night in the countryside
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| Topless drinking men defended their pride
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| The concept of a good time taken to extremes
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| Negligent games with a manly theme
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| Nudist capers powered by grog
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| Chainsaw dares, are you man enough to pull the plug?
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| You have done something to your brain, you have made it high
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| Why trust one drug above the other, that’s politics right?
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| You got hold of something strong and you put it in your head
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| You sniffed or drank or shot it up, you ran a mile and shit the bed
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| You’re coming up the helter-skelter, look out above
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| You never know enough’s enough
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| Escalation, taking a turn for the worse
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| Self-decapitation, the only way to prove your worth
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| You can scream and shout
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| But you got hold of the wrong stuff, you can’t deny
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| You’re on the way out
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| Yes, no, maybe you got stupefied
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| No matter if you’re too poor to shite
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| Get high as the proverbial, every single night
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| It’s a deadly buzz and you can’t stop screaming
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| You’re chewing your own head and no, you’re not dreaming
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| Over the falls without ever leaving the room
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| There’s something unpleasant coming soon
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| Robocop told you winners don’t use drugs
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| But now you’ve got the munchies for your own face- holy fuck!
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| You’re naked, roaring, drinking hand sanitizer from a boot
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| Time to face the truth
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| You’ve had a trouser accident and you’re smearing tonight
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| Something’s just not right
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| Sadly, you’re no longer legit
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| Hold on, something smells a bit like human shit
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| You can scream and shout
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| But you got hold of the wrong stuff, you can’t deny
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| You’re on the way out
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| Yes, no, maybe you got stupefied
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| Look here, everybody does drugs from time to time
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| But you, sir, have failed to keep this lesson top-of-mind |