Chase the Dragon

I brought back a souvenir
All the way from Kampuchea
A plastic bag up my ass
And soon the goods will all come to pass

I sell the seeds of misery
I got a deal and a place to be

Make that call, get on the phone
Chase the Dragon

You got the kind of hunger
That makes you sick
You got an ugly itch
That sweat on your neck

You need it now
You need a blast
Make that call
Do it fast

I sell the seeds of misery
I got a deal and a place to be

Make that call, get on the phone
Chase the Dragon
C’mon, get on the phone
Chase the Dragon

I brought back a souvenir
All the way from Kampuchea
A plastic bag up my ass
And soon the goods will all come to pass

I sell the seeds of misery
I got a deal and a place to be

Make that call, get on the phone
Chase the Dragon
C’mon, get on the phone
Chase the Dragon