Goldie Lookin Chain: LSD

I took loads of them fukin' fukin' mushrooms and fukin' that....them halucinagenics, innitAnd i fukin' lost it, dinni, this is the way it fukin' goes......Safe as fuk, i've took an acid and loads of times, it's made my arms stretch three times longer than they normally are, i feel like i can fly up in the air, and my mother's really funny when she walks in the room all worried, like....innit.........I've had flashbacks, i've had all the shit, i thought i was at woodstock in, er, '69, i fukin' didn't know what was goin' on, but really i was just down pil, it was a fukin' terrible time, don't take the lsd if you've got a weak mind, you knows it, stay safe, look after yourself,Glc, you knows it........Soon as you see the colours, you're there, son......innitI was at a party in pil the other nightA clart gave me a trip, he said they were alrightI looked him up and down and gave him the hussain frownHe was pretty fukin' safe, not you're average razz clownHe had something sweating in his greasy fukin' pawBut it was made of paper, it didn't smell of fukin' drawHe got them from a bloke called lloyd ganja 99I heard he took five and said that he was fineNow it's my turn to take the micro-dotHow was i supposed to know i'd lose the fukin' plot?The room started spinning so i put them in my bellyI suppose it happens after eight fukin' jellysI chucked a massive whitey as i saw the melting wallsI took a step back and fell over ben-wa-ballsMy eyes started to dilate and i felt fukin' greatAfter the ninth fukin' trip, i started to hallucinateIn the corner was my mate they call boy-ballsI stared at him hard and didn't recognize him at allI made my way outta the room, i didn't fukin' stallI began to freak out and walked into a brick wallGotta take some more, gotta push it to the edgeBlanc was on his ass boffin' in the fukin' hedgeWrecked up on trips, his mind's in bitsHis bowels are loose and i think he's got the shitsAdam went over to eggsie to see what he thinksFukin' go to the toilet, a couple of drinksYou start feeling fine if your minds are on the blinksIf you feel fukin' funny then you better not thinkOtherwise you'll panic and you're ring-piece'll stinkIt's obvious enough to see that you're out of your head on lsd....g.....l.....c.....Block the rock, leaving you shell shockedGetting bigger and harder and that's just my cockHe buys loads of draw by the ounce and the blockBut he prefers taking acid cos it makes his mind rockI'm losing my head, i'm losing my mind, manMy last fukin' trip got swallowed by my granI lost my grip when i took the tripsSo i (?) window and i beat him with a stickEveryone started laughing at the clart they call hussainBut they soon fukin' stopped cos they knows that i'm insaneIt's time to go home, it's time to go to bedIt's only half past nine but my brain's outta my headI've been taking ecstasy since i turned fifteenBut i had to give it up cos it made me fukin' meanI took the lsd and i thought it was greatBut i didn't realize it would make me hallucinateI was persuaded to say, i didn't even goBy a bloke who owed me loads of fukin' blow'fuk this shit,' i said, as i hit him with a brickThe last trip started to make me fukin' sickI boffed on the floor and went out the doorEggsie said, 'come back and take some more'I think i needs help, get me a fukin' medicThe sky outside was looking proper fukin' psycadellicThe monkey's on my brain and i'm goin' insaneCos i took too much acid with my goldie lookin' chainThe monkey's in my brain and i'm goin' insaneCos i took too much acid with my goldie lookin' chainI'm outta my mind, adam, i can see the colours, i can fukin' seeeeee.....g.....l.....c......Get me to st. caddicks, i need to see the quackNow i'm seeing flashbacks of bert backarackOh, alright, i'm outta my head on eI much prefer takin' my favourite drug, lsdIt gets me really wrecked and makes me feel really crazyMy eyes start swirling and my body feels lazyI looks at the floor, i looks at the wallI think to myself, 'i feel like someone called paul'Because that's not who i am, but that's what it does to youIt makes you feel like you're something else, like a rabbit or a treeBig shout to all the fukin' glc crew, you knows it, safe as fukShouts out to all the people with swirly eyes and crazy arms all wriggling round all over the place, they're all dribbling, man, it's craizeeeeeeeeeeeFukin' massive shout out to j-mez, he's a fukin' safe clart in the 'port, you fukin' knows itYeah, p xain, fukin' respects to bow-ma-balls, mr love-eggs that is, aka, raphael-de-la-ghetto, and other stuff, you knows it, walshy, fukin' all the 'portIf you takes enough acid, you can actually fly through time and spaceEr, this is the closest a lot of people'll get to it but, er, safe as fuk...glcI feel special.....yeah, man, like keith chegwin's love children