kasabian
narcotic farm
Come down lady, flying eight miles high You got the soul and you don't even, don't even try Jet black tulip like a smoking gun You got no rhythm but you know how to, know how to run At the narcotic farm they will do you no harm Hey, follow me down To where the executioner will bring me back 'round Hey won't you follow me down To where the executioner will bring me back 'round Bitch slap beauty with a pygmy smile Ain't got control but I know that you can dig my style Blown out fuses with a new town scum You got the rhythm but you know how to, know how to run At the narcotic farm they will do you no harm At the narcotic farm they will do you no harm Hey, follow me down To where the executioner will bring me back 'round Hey, won't you follow me down To where the executioner will bring me back 'round