Take a trip abroad if you're poor or bored

There's money if you can be bought

Live in a trance, swallow one by one

And hope the customs will not pounce

Hide the beads of sweat for the pittance that you
get

To make the big man rich

You think it's only dope, but will you ever cope

When you find he's made a switch

It's not for you, but for a man you'll never see

For all the money he's making on the cut

For something you will never be

All of the stuff that's lying in your gut