Too much Dutch courage and you're a landowner
Your soul unloads your body, and is heaven-happy
Comatose and dazed over the recent downer
It is coming down hard, still feeling trippy
The GP got new vaccine in his rocket ship
His final quick shot in the arm works a wonder
Being reanimated from your deepest sleep
Your heart booms from an echoing clap of thunder
When your eyes open, your saviour feels panic
Braindead, you're gonna stay off your nut
A burnout who can't help being junk manic
Overdose will make a thin thread cut
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