I'm not scared of dying,
and I don't really care
lsd has got me flyin,
and the world seems oh soo clear
lsd has got me flyin, and I'm flyin high, my dear
I stumbled and I'm coughing,
as I fly the atmosphere
as I try find my beer,
and I'm feelin off, kinda queer

and when I'm high,
off of my bong
there'll be quaaludes bought for this boy
to come on down, to come on down

now drug use is rampant, and it makes me feel swell
I have flown my mind to heaven, and I've rang the mission bell
wonder was it heaven, or did I U-turn to hell?
but I'll never know by dreamin, only flyin will tell
when I'm flying I can tell
only when flying, will I tell

and when I'm high,
off of my bong
there'll be quaaludes bought for this boy
to come on down, to come on down


give me some poppers and some soft ecstasy
all the drugs you're givin, simply have no effect on me
all this stuff you're givin doesn't have effect on me
all this stuff I'm tryin is like herbals, naturally
oh I need some more lsd

here I go!

hey hey

here comes the devil..
right behind
look out children
here he comes!

don't wanna stay sane and level
out of mind, I'm leavin,
all this stuff I'm takin..
all kinda makes me feel uneasy
don't need no more.. ecstasy..

cause when I'm high
out my head, flyin, gone
there'll be one used bong.. in my world
to carry on, to carry on