Letra

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, And 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. But once you get locked in a serious drug collection, Not that we needed all this for the trip, Tendency is to push it as far as you can. When the truth is found to be lies, And all the joy within you dies. Don't you (want) ... don't don't you (want . want) ... Don't you (want) ... don't you (want . want) ... Don't you (want) ... don't don't you (want . want) ... Don't you (want) ... don't you (want . want) ... Don't don't (want) ... don't you (want . want) ... Don't you (want) ... don't you (want . want) ... Don't you want somebody to love, Don't you need somebody to love, Wouldn't you love somebody to love? You better find somebody to love. Don't you (want) ... don't you (want . want) ... Don't you (want) ... don't you (want . want) ... Don't you (want) ... don't don't you (want . want) ... Don't you (want) ... don't you (want . want) ... Don't you want somebody to love, Don't you need somebody to love, Wouldn't you love somebody to love? You better find somebody to love. Don't you want somebody to love, Don't you need somebody to love, Wouldn't you love somebody to love? You better find somebody to love. 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, And 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. But once you get locked in a serious drug collection, Not that we needed all this for the trip, Tendency is to push it as far as you can.
Writer(s): Darby R. Slick Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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