Texty: Oxymoron. Fuck The Nineties.....Here's Our Noize. Drug Shock.

The dealer said I looked sad and bored.
And I should taste of his novel drug.
He gave me a small free sample then.
And I blew up the powder in my veins.

There's no way back, there's no way out.
I've got to hear these voices shout.

Passers-by frown, but I piss on that.
My face distorts to a masquerade.
There's no way back, there's no way out.
I've got to hear piercing voices shout...

[Chorus:]
Drug shock, I have to bleed.
Drug shock, I can't escape.
Drug shock, it's getting me down.
Drug shock, ain't good for you.
Drug shock, what can I do.
Drug shock, it's fagging me out.

The glassy stare's fading in my eyes.
But I never could get rid of the vice.
There's no way back, I can't break out.
I've got to hear piercing voices shout