You're tied down, you're locked up You've
got no way out You're broke down you're fed
up Your lungs start to shout You're
wincing, convulsing You're aching with
pain Gasping for breath, and you're feeling
insane
Hole after hole Just proving
your point Point after point Just digging
you hole Slow digging with a
spoon
Hooked!
You're hooked on a
drug that's controlling your mind Hocking your
soul for that measly last dime You're dragged
off and thrown in your own padded cell You've
reached end of rope at bottom of
well
Yellow-black arm-hole of eager junk
acceptance Thin steel prick cums in your
arm I see you fall over and over
again Hanging onto nothing you thought was a
friend
[repeat all from the beginning
except the last version]