Somebody to Love (main club) Songtext
von Boogie Pimps

We have two bags of grass
75 pellets of mescaline
Five sheets of high powered blotter acid
A salt shaker half full of cocaine
A whole galaxy of multi coloured
Uppers, downers, screamers, laughers
Also a quart of tequila
A quart of rum, a case of beer, a pint of raw ether
And two dozen amyls

But once you get locked into a serious drug collection
Not that we needed it all for the trip
The tendency is to push it as far as you can

When the truth is found to be lies
And all the joy within you dies


Don′t you want-, don't-don′t you want-want?
Don't you want-, don't you want-want?
Don′t you want-, don′t-don't you want-want?
Don′t you want-, don't you want-want?
Don′t-don't want-, don′t you want-want?
Don't you want-, don't you want-want?

Don′t you want somebody to love?
Don′t you need somebody to love?
Wouldn't you love somebody to love?
You better find somebody to love

Don′t you want-, don't you want-want?
Don′t you want-, don't you want-want?
Don′t you want-, don't-don't you want-want?
Don′t you want-, don′t you want-want?

Don't you want somebody to love?
Don′t you need somebody to love?
Wouldn't you love somebody to love?
You better find somebody to love

Don′t you want somebody to love?
Don't you need somebody to love?
Wouldn′t you love somebody to love?
You better find somebody to love


We have two bags of grass
75 pellets of mescaline
Five sheets of high powered blotter acid
A salt shaker half full of cocaine
A whole galaxy of multi coloured
Uppers, downers, screamers, laughers
Also a quart of tequila
A quart of rum, a case of beer, a pint of raw ether
And two dozen amyls

But once you get locked into a serious drug collection
Not that we needed it all for the trip
The tendency is to push it as far as you can