Blowing Up Your Mind
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Lords of Acid
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Hey acid-head, what's goin' on
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It's Saturday night - you'll be up till dawn
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So put on your make-up babe and shave those legs
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Are you wearing your silk stockings tonight? How about a hat?
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What's that white stuff sticking under your nose
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Is it powder or is it pure coke
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What's the matter you look so confused
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I suppose it's all part of the drugs you use
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Your lipsticks shinin red like blood
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I can see paranoia creeping up your butt
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You dance all night in your low cut dress,
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your brain is buzzing your such a mess.
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Blowing up your mind
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Blowing up your mind
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Blowing up your mind
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Yes you're blowing up your mind
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Hey acid-head, what's in your purse
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Youve got so many pills you could be a nurse
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And You drink too much you act like a pig
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If I did all that I'd be feeling real sick
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But the night is young and you're flying high
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You dance with the devil, not affraid to die
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You never say no when given a gram
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White stuff - sniff it up you don't give a damn
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You're all screwed up but you say that you're fine
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Speed coke and Herowine are blowning your mind
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You dance all night in your lowcut dress
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Your brain is buzzin' you're such a mess
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Blowing up your mind............
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Blowing Up Your Mind
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Lords Of Acid |