Tism - They Shoot Heroin, Don't They? lyrics

Oh, oh, oh... Oh Big Philou, he's addicted, he just wants more After running 800 furlongs, he just wants to score Who said?! Woah! We say it! We say! Manikato, he just can't let go of his heinous addiction Anyone tell you Pharlap's a junkie, buddy that ain't fiction Yeah...they shoot h**n, don't they? White line, a dead heat, I'm waiting for my Manikato Shoot h**n, shoot h**n, don't they? yeah! We say it! We say it! All those four-legged equine versions of Barlow and Chambers Well, what was Silver speeding on when he was under the Lone Ranger? Yeah...they shoot h**n, don't they? A white line, a dead heat I've got the jockey on my back Shoot h**n, shoot h**n, don't they?