Drug Squad Songtext
von Martin Weller

Friday night in Town
Minding my own

A herd of kids in uniform, with dog′s noses in my space
Disco light show, sweaty face

Took a girl away possessed
Got their arrest
Some stood fingering little weed

Head shop guys stand accused
Contaminating 'natural highs′ with Plant food


Checking out twenties for traces
More days of boots and braces

The storm is raging While we age
Is any ground being gained?

There's a bloke outside
Chain smoking he can't hide

Camel train look quite something
Fancy dressed up hunting

Friday night in Town
Mind your own