You thought you'd get your rocks off, you thought you'd have a blast
You've been s**ed into Drugland and you're questioning your past
Your head is 10 feet tall and your feet don't touch the ground
CHORUS:
(s**ed into Drugland)
What do you exist for? What is this nightmare scene?
s**ed into Drugland, now part of the machine
You're in some slimy disco, and nothing there is real
Step into an open field upon a sunny day
Gaze out on the land and tell me what you think
Now you've got your rocks off and you've paid for your blast