Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Fun with Drugs, artist - Velvet Acid Christ. Album song Greatest Hits, in the genre Индастриал
Date of issue: 05.05.2016
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: METROPOLIS
Song language: English
Fun with Drugs |
«This is not a good town for psychedelic drugs |
Extremely menacing vibrations are all around us» |
Dr. Gonzo: This place is getting to me. |
I think I’m getting the fear |
«We had two bags of grass, seventy-five pellets of mescaline, five sheets of |
high-powered blotter acid, a salt shaker half full of cocaine, a whole galaxy |
of multi-colored uppers, downers, screamers, laughers and also a quart of |
tequila, a quart of rum, a case of beer, a pint of raw ether and two dozen |
amyls.» |
Sick distorted colors that stab into your skin |
The fluctuating light that comes from within |
Acid on the tongue goes straight through your brain |
Falling on the floor as you wince in pain |
«Total loss of all basic motor skills |
Blurred vision, no balance, numb tongue |
The mind recoils in horror |
Unable to communicate with the spinal column |
Which is interesting, because you can actually watch yourself |
Behaving in this terrible way.» |
Try to escape, but there’s nowhere left to run to |
I see you fall again on your face |
Never mind this horrid disgrace |
I see you, I feel you, I know you, I own you |
I see you, I feel you, I know you, I own you |
«The acid had shifted gears on him |
The next phase would probably be one of those hellishly intense introspective |
nightmares |
Four hours or so of catatonic despair.» |
«I decided to eat only half of the acid at first |
But I spilled the rest on the sleeve of my red woven shirt.» |
I see your skin is falling off your face |
And fall onto the floor |
Time drips away from the world |
And the time that you spent is an underworld |
I cannot see, but I know you’re sick |
And I do not mind that you try |
Anticipate about the world inside |
And take some more and fry your mind |
Hunter S Thompson: And a voice was screaming, «Holy Jesus, where are these |
goddamn animals?» |
Sick distorted colors that stab into your skin |
The fluctuating light that comes from within |
«Five sheets of high-powered blotter acid.» |
Acid on the tongue goes straight through your brain |
Falling on the floor as you wince in pain |
I see you, I feel you, I know you, I own you |
I see you, I feel you, I know you, I own you |
In your mind |
In your place |
In your sickness |
In disgrace |
In your mind |
In your face |
I know you never wanted this |
«One of the things you learn after years of dealing with drug people, |
is that you can turn your back on a person. |
But never turn your back on a drug. |
Especially when it’s waving a razor-sharp hunting knife in your eye.» |