Hey acid-head, what's goin' on

It's Saturday night - you'll be up till dawn

So put on your make-up babe and shave those legs

Are you wearing your silk stockings tonight? How about a hat?



What's that white stuff sticking under your nose

Is it powder or is it pure coke

What's the matter you look so confused

I suppose it's all part of the drugs you use

Your lipstick shines it's red like blood

I can see paranoia creeping up your butt

Your wig looks old but you just don't care

With your high heeled shoes you got so much flair



Blowing up your mind

Blowing up your mind

Blowing up your mind

Yes you're blowing up your mind



Hey acid-head, what's in your purse

You got so many pills you could be a nurse

You drink too much and you act like a pig

If i did all that I'd be feeling real sick



But the night is young and you're flying high

You dance with the devil, unaffraid to die

You never say no when given a gram

White stuff - sniff it up you don't give a damn

You're all screwed up but you say that you're fine

You sleep with the devil when you're blowning your mind

You dance all night in your lowcut dress

Your brain is buzzin' you're such a mess



Blowing up your mind............