Dire Tribe Songtext
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Dire Tribe Songtext
Hello
Feel much better on hashish or ephedrine
Feel much better when I′m smoking a lot
Feel much better on acid or mescaline
Feel much better though somebody's not
In their kitchens and ballrooms and barrooms
The chairs they′d have to pile them to the ceiling
For someone to get high
And everybody wants to know
Everybody's singing
If you really need to know
Everybody cries
Everybody wants to know
Everybody's singing
Why low time sober is so tired
(Oh, good boy)
Feel much better on mets or on windowlene
Feel much better when I′ve had my lot
Feel much better on amyl or ketamine
Feel much better though somebody′s not
When they're effed up and paranoid with lithium lights
They′ll have to drop an Ebenezer to get a first class flight
Now everybody wants to know
Everybody's singing
If you really need to know
Everybody cries
Everybody wants to know
Everybody′s singing
Why low time sober is so tired
Oh, look at you
Feel much better on NyQuil, Samperidone
Prozac is better, Viagra I got
Feel much better, paracetamol and codeine
Feel much better on heat I get hot
With white guns and diesel, pot noodle or fries
I'd rather die from ecstasy, man, than learn to just get by
And everybody wants to know
Everybody′s singing
If you really need to know
Everybody cries
Everybody wants to know
Everybody's singing
Why low time sober is so tired
Okay, that's the way you feel
Feel much better on hashish or ephedrine
Feel much better when I′m smoking a lot
Feel much better on acid or mescaline
Feel much better though somebody's not
In their kitchens and ballrooms and barrooms
The chairs they′d have to pile them to the ceiling
For someone to get high
And everybody wants to know
Everybody's singing
If you really need to know
Everybody cries
Everybody wants to know
Everybody's singing
Why low time sober is so tired
(Oh, good boy)
Feel much better on mets or on windowlene
Feel much better when I′ve had my lot
Feel much better on amyl or ketamine
Feel much better though somebody′s not
When they're effed up and paranoid with lithium lights
They′ll have to drop an Ebenezer to get a first class flight
Now everybody wants to know
Everybody's singing
If you really need to know
Everybody cries
Everybody wants to know
Everybody′s singing
Why low time sober is so tired
Oh, look at you
Feel much better on NyQuil, Samperidone
Prozac is better, Viagra I got
Feel much better, paracetamol and codeine
Feel much better on heat I get hot
With white guns and diesel, pot noodle or fries
I'd rather die from ecstasy, man, than learn to just get by
And everybody wants to know
Everybody′s singing
If you really need to know
Everybody cries
Everybody wants to know
Everybody's singing
Why low time sober is so tired
Okay, that's the way you feel
Writer(s): Ian Ball, Benjamin Ottewell, Paul Blackburn, Thomas Gray, Oliver Peacock Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

