Lyrics Direct Hit! – Infinite Pills, Infinite Alcohol

Tell me again through which wormhole we slipped
Aided by ketamine, barbituates
Infinite pills and infinite alcohol
Guess we’re bout ready, let’s go through the list

Cotton balls left on the floor’s our first clue
So ether’s a culprit – our lips have turned blue
See, discarded whip-its. What? Sodium pentathol
Bottled up next to the needles we used

Lidocaine dulls all the pain
Xanax’ll calm all the thoughts in our brains
Drugs’ll all clean us but medicine stains
That’s why our prescription’s the same: «More and more»

Foreign dimensions again
But we’re back to reality friends
Boring’s the best that we’ve been
So let’s find a supply, take a mental vacation or ten

Let’s go through the list and we’ll see what we took
Heroin’s easy, needs barely a look
Methadone’s mixed in, barbituates too
Let’s dig a bit deeper and find something new

Foreign dimensions again
But we’re back to reality friends
Boring’s the best that we’ve been
So let’s find a supply, take a mental vacation or

(Ten) Are we dead?
(Nine) I feel fine
(Eight) I feel great
(Seven) Is this heaven?
(Six) Here’s the list
(Five) So let’s dive

Foreign dimensions again
But we’re back to reality friends
Boring’s the best that we’ve been
So let’s find a supply, take a mental vacation or ten