Fear And Loathing In Old London Town

A drug-induced haze, I stagger through the smoke
 Out of my nut on pills and coke
 Taking in the sights, the smells, the sounds
 Of dirty old London Town
 A twisted beauty, we walk amongst flies
 Met with disgust and accusing eyes
 Windows to a barren soul
 I'm out of cash and I'm on the dole
 Missing links of broken chains
 Statistics wrapped in flesh
 Forbidden pleasures when alive
 Are worshipped here in death
 To feel it is to need it, is to taste what lies within
 A bag of nerves, a broken man, a total waste of skin
 Fear and loathing in London town
 Fear and loathing in London town
 Fear and loathing in London town
 Fear and loathing in London town
 Lurid colours and exquisite sounds are all since long forgotten
 What once was beauty turns to pain, an ecstasy gone rotten
 Reality and phobia returns with startling swiftness
 Introducing to the stomach emptiness and sickness