Woahhhh
Yeahhhhh
Woahhhh
Getting married in the morning
Its hardly peaches and cream
We haven't got a lot in common
Except the daily routine
Nothing on the Television
Just the dust on the screen
So, come on lets get together
Why don't we join a team?
You might as well face it you're addicted to drugs
You might as well face it your addicted...
You might as well face it you're addicted to drugs
You might as well face it your addicted...
Woahhhh
Yeahhhhh
Woahhhh
Greatest poet of the sixth form
Turned out to be a fraud
Man you got a lot of buddies
How do you remember them all?
You might as well face it you're addicted to drugs
You might as well face it you're addicted...
You might as well face it you're addicted to drugs
You might as well face it you're addicted...
You might as well face it you're addicted to drugs
You might as well face it you're addicted...
You might as well face it you're addicted to drugs
You might as well face it you're addicted...
Woahhhhhhh
Writer(s): Charles Richard Wilson, Andrew White, Nicholas James David Hodgson, James Simon Rix, Nicholas Matthew Baines
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