Narcotic Farm - Kasabian

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