Cleaners From Venus - Heroin clones

Here they come like a peacock feather
Which was too light to bear this bad weather
Yes I think so
That is I reckon so

Jam it in boy
Sniff it up girl
Use the excuse that it's a horrible world
Because they said so
Beep beep, beep beep
Another traffic jam of the human soul

Heroin clones, carry your bones
You live in a glass house you shouldn't throw stones
Heroin clones, carrion drones
It's nobody's fault but it might be your own

Celebrate with your next breath
The fact you let the ruling classes scare you to death
And they will tell you
Beep beep, beep beep
You won't blame them

You only shoot smack
Only smoke skag
You think you're chasing the dragon but you're chasing a drag
You don't believe me
Beep beep, beep beep
Another traffic jam for a trusting heart
Heroin clones, carry your bones
You live in a glass house you shouldn't throw stones
Heroin clones, carry your bones
It's nobody's fault but it might be your own

Just wait til you're stuck on your own
On a mattress in a cupboard which you have to call home
Where's your mother
I bet she wonders

And when you've sunk to stealing from friends
Are you as a means to your ends
What do you tell her?
Don't pray, don't cry
It's what all the kids are doin' today

Heroin clones, carry your bones
You live in a glass house you shouldn't throw stones
Heroin clones, video drones
It's nobody's fault but it might be your own

Heroin clones, carry your bones
You wait in your birdcage 'til
Heroin clones, carry your bones
It's nobody's fault but your own