Lyrics Nine to Five - Illinformed, Leaf Dog, Eric the Red

Nine to Five

Dust to ecstasy I take an 8th for me
Dust to ecstasy I take an 8th for me
(Leaf Dog)
Find me in the middle of the market
Trying to buy a guitar kit
Acting retarded, hid
From the personality I’m getting rid
Brain dragged through a sieve
Rolling up with a bib
It is what it is
The Leaf is a myth
Say my name 3 times and I’ll appear in the mist
Take the risk
I’ve got a handful of pills
Take your pick
Make a drug addict quit
Wanna go and take a trip
Brothers of the Stone
Good for your soul like Ginseng
Thowing stars at the wall just to hear ping ping
We bring nothing but the edge of insanity
The picture that we’re painting
Could fill up a whole gallery
Naturally
You rep for the rejects and defects
What my third eye detects
You won’t see next
BOOM BAP
Sniff that attack
All my goons in the back
Where the fuck are you at
(Eric the Red)
This is for the meddlers
Nine to five revellers
Acid casualties
Junkies and drug peddlers (x2)
(Eric the Red)
Your disgusted by the taste like munching Fly Agarics
Having acid flashbacks like a spastic
I’ve completely lost it
I’m losing my mind
Confused on the shrooms as I watch behind
At the filthy swine
See me swimming in the slime
No perception of time
The reflection of my mind gone
Smoking changa in a bong
Going insane like that last trip took too long
What the fuck were we talking about
Man I’ve forgotten
I lost my mind in a cloud of Oxycontin
Look at my rotten and dirty used plimsoles
With nuff holes
Watch me smashing squat windows
Where’s your high been
We’re taking tabs of psilocybin
Visions bigger than a hit on a pipe dream
Don’t test my team
R.L.D.
regime
Bomb blasting off like a hit from a ray beam
This is for the meddlers
Nine to five revellers
Acid casualties
Junkies and drug peddlers (x2)