Mainline

Mainline ecstacy
Getting better all the time
Better all the time
Nothing left to sell
Getting better all the time
Better all the time

It's springtime in the suburbs
But it's winter in the slums
The needle in the vein
Pumps the shit that makes you hum

Mainline ecstacy
Getting better all the time
Better all the time
Nothing left to sell
Getting better all the time
Better all the time

A shrouded figure fumbles
Through the garbage cans
Drains rain water from a whiskey bottle
From shaking nicotine stained hands

Mainline ecstacy
Getting better all the time
Better all the time
Nothing left to sell
Getting better all the time
Better all the time

Mainline ecstacy
Getting better all the time
Better all the time
Nothing left to sell
Getting better all the time
Better all the time

Mainline ecstacy
Getting better all the time
Better all the time
Nothing left to sell
Getting better all the time
Better all the time

Copyright P.Blakemore / J.Davies 2015