Harry Takes Drugs on the Weekend Songtext
von Chet Faker

Green light, green light, red light, green light
Green light, red light, green light again
Green light, red light

Harry took drugs on the weekend, Lord its divine
The preacher says he can′t wait to meet him
He's a boy that′s the vibe
Then a bomb goes off on a Sunday stop
Guess he's supposed to think that's fine
Nah he don′t need protection believe it
He′s gonna do just fine

Guess I'm losing, guess I′m losing
Guess I'm losing my mind
Guess I′m losing, guess I'm losing
Guess I′m losing my mind


Hannah took Molly just to meet him
She can fly through the night
She doesn't need to care about a meaning
If it's right then it′s right

With eight people gone, only two blocks away
No makeup runs, just a smile on her face
She don′t need protection believe me
She's gonna do just fine

Guess I′m losing, guess I'm losing
Guess I′m losing my mind
Guess I'm losing, guess I′m losing
Guess I'm losing my mind

He's no lover, but she seeks him out
Somehow that doesn′t make them feel self-doubt
She said I think the world is crazy
He said I think Id rather give up control
And they knew this could work right now to be together alone

Guess I′m losing, guess I'm losing
Guess I′m losing my mind
Guess I'm losing, guess I′m losing
Guess I'm losing my mind