Frank Carter & The Rattlesnakes – Acid Veins

[Verse 1]
I want to feel it
The acid in my veins
Like the blood in my heart
It burns again
I want to feel it
Like a tidal wave
Like I’m drowning in your love
And it’s never gonna be the same

[Chorus]
Give me love
Give me lust
Give me fire, give me trust
Give me a Modern Ruin
I can be king of
Come on and give me your love

[Verse 2]
I want to feel it
The acid in my veins
Like I got a skeleton inside me
Made from knives and chains
I want to feel it
When I’m out at night
See you across the room
My blinding light

[Chorus]
Give me love
Give me lust
Give me fire, give me trust
Give me a Modern Ruin
I can be king of
Come on and give me your love

[Bridge]
Give me love
Something new
Something inspired
Something to lose
Give me love
Something new
Something inspired
Something to lose
Give me love
Something new
Something inspired
Something to lose
Give me love
Something new
Something inspired
Something to lose

(https://genius.com/Frank-carter-and-the-rattlesnakes-acid-veins-lyrics)

Madonna – Devil Pray

Take my sins and wash them away
Teach me how to pray
I’ve been stranded here in the dark
Take these walls away

I’ve been swimming in the ocean
Till I’m almost drowned
Give me something I can believe in
Teach me how to pray

And we can do drugs
And we can smoke weed
And we can drink whiskey

Yeah we can get high
And we can get stoned

And we can sniff glue
And we can do E
And we can drop acid

Forever been lost with no way home

Yeah we can run
And we can hide
But we won’t find the answers
If you’ll go down and you’ll get help along the way
But if you wanna save your soul,
Then we should travel all together
And make the devil pray

Mother Mary, can’t you help me?
Cuz I’m gone astray
All the angels that were around me
Have all flown away

The ground beneath my feet’s getting warmer
Lucifer is near
Holding on, but I’m getting weaker
Watch me disappear

And we can do drugs
And we can smoke weed
And we can drink whiskey

Yeah we can get high
And we can get stoned

And we can sniff glue
And we can do E
And we can drop acid

Forever been lost with no way home

Yeah we can run
And we can hide
But we won’t find the answers
If you’ll go down and you’ll get help along the way
But if you wanna save your soul,
Then we could travel all together
And make the devil pray

Ooh ooh ooh sing hallelujah
Ooh ooh ooh save my soul
Ooh ooh ooh the devil was here to fool ya
Until my story’s told

Tech N9ne – T9X

T9X = Tech N9ne Experience = kokemus yhdeksän huumeen sekakäytöstä… siitä kai nämä sanat kertovat?!?

“Yeah, X.T.C. (I love you very much)
G.H.B., shrooms and weed
This is the Tech N9NE experience
Yeah A.C.I.D. (I love you very much)
P.C.P., Carabou leez
This is the Tech N9NE experience”

Joni Mitchell – Blue

Joni Mitchell veistelee aika onnistuneesti hippikauden loppumisesta tässä vuoden 1971 Blue levyn nimikappaleessa. Rakkaus, pössis ja hyvä tahto on muuttunut muotoon: Acid, booze, and ass / Needles, guns, and grass / Lots of laughs, lots of laughs. Erinomaisen onnistuneet rivit minusta.

“Blue, songs are like tattoos
You know I’ve been to sea betore
Crown and anchor me
Or let me sail away
Hey Blue, here is a song for you
Ink on a pin
Underneath the skin
An empty space to fill in
Well there’re so many sinking now
You’ve got to keep thinking
You can make it through these waves
Acid, booze, and ass
Needles, guns, and grass
Lots of laughs, lots of laughs
Everybody’s saying that hell’s the hippest way to go
Well I don’t think so
But I’m gonna take a look around it though
Blue, I love you

Blue, here is a shell for you
Inside you’ll hear a sigh
A foggy lullaby
There is your song from me”

Bruce Springsteen – Sinaloa Cowboys

Hieno tarina kahdesta kaveruksesta, jotka pestautuvat duuniin keittelemään metamfetamiinia. “Tehdas” posahtaaja toinen kavereista kuolee.

“Word was out some men in from Sinaloa were looking for some hands
Well, deep in Fresno county there was a deserted chicken ranch
And there in a small tin shack on the edge of a ravine
Miguel and Louis stood cooking methamphetamine

You could spend a year in the orchards
Or make half as much in one ten hour shift
Working for the men from Sinaloa
But if you slipped the hydriodic acid
Could burn right through your skin
They’d leave you spittin’ up blood in the desert
If you breathed those fumes in

It was early one winter evening as Miguel stood watch outside
When the shack exploded, lighting up the valley night
Miguel carried Louis’ body over his shoulder down a swale
To the creekside and there in the tall grass, Louis Rosales died
Miguel lifted Louis’ body into his truck and then he drove
To where the morning sunlight fell on a eucalyptus grove
There in the dirt he dug up ten-thousand dollars. all that they’d saved
Kissed his brothers lips and placed him in his grave”