Pretty serious anti-drug song, isn't it?
 Caution
 We have no future, we have no past
 We're just drifting ghosts of gla*s
 Brown sugar, ice in our veins
 No pressure, no pain
 Everybody looks the same to me
 Rows and rows of faces on the balcony
 I can hear them calling down to me
 Come up here - set us free
 Got sugar in our brains
 Or a dagger in our hearts
 This is not my home, no
 Everyone's bought and sold
 This is not my home
 Everybody's walking round the dead and cold
 One by one by one we disappear
 Day after day and year after year
 You are run about our wasted there