Drug Song Songtext
von Naive

Now every morning at seven o′clock
I get out of my bed and I step on the rock
And the Chinese boss comes and says, "Keep still"
"Roll up your sleeve and give me that drill"
Now you shoot up junk, and what do you get?
Another day older and deeper in debt!

No one got no fun
Under this sun got no fun
No one got no fun
Under this sun got no fun

I was born one morning when the sun didn't shine
I picked up my syringe and I walked to the line
If you see me coming, better step aside
A lotta men didn′t, a lotta men died!


No one got, no fun
Under this sun got no fun
No one got, no fun
Under this sun got no fun

It's a mighty hard road that my hands have hoed
My poor brain has traveled one polished barbiturate road
But I've been through this a hundred times before
Could someone tell me what I′m doing this for?
Could someone tell me what I′m doing this for?

No one got no fun, no fun
Under this sun got no fun
No one got no fun, no fun
None of you got no fun

No one, no fun
No one, no fun

No fun
No fun
No fun
No fun