All the Drugs歌词

All the drugs make you stupid
Paranoid and ruthless
But now you're finally clean

You've been strip-searched
And rung up
Like lights that were strung up
The drugs who've got nothing on me

And you say, stupid I was
And stupid I'll be
Waiting for my beating to come

It's going to be a scorcher
About a hundred degrees
It's burning up your luck it seems

You take creamer in your coffee
At the end of the counter
The free refills keep coming

And the parody of prophets lie
Not to save you

You struck out so you strike them down

And you say, stupid I was
And stupid I'll be
Waiting for my beating to come

And you say la, la, la la, la, la la, la, la
But the drugs have got nothing on me

Hiding out in dens
Smoking cigarettes
Playing with the wedding band

You're still losing your mind
It's not something that you'll find
In your pocket or on the courthouse steps

And you say, stupid I was
And stupid I'll be
Waiting for my beating to come

And you say, stupid I was
And stupid I'll be
But the drugs have got nothing on me

La la la la, la la la la
But the drugs have got nothing on me

But the drugs have got nothing on me