Get away from the windows
The D.S. are outside
The little packets in our pockets
Stuff we gotta hide
Sitting in a corner of a disco
My mouth stuck in a bag
It's hard to fake the high intake
It turn your brain real bad
It's of drug of youth
Get drug of youth
Yeah drug of youth
Crush a barb, put in a syringe
Stick it in your arm
Let the feeling crawl to your head
It don't do you no harm
Sniffing sulphate up my nose
Doin' it for a 'joke'
It make the world spin so fast
"Things go better with coke"
It's of drug of youth
Yeah drug of youth
Get drug of youth
It's of drug of youth
Get drug of youth
Yeah drug of youth
(Drug youth, drug youth
In your bag, anythin'
Blue dull pills,
Give me a trill
Give me a headache
Makes your heart...
Let your head down...)
Drug of Youth
Writer(s): Richard Lucas
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