Acid Drinkers – Slow And Stoned & Method Of Yonash

You’re calling me late at night

Spasmodically breathing

You whisper to my tired Ear

An Unintillegible message

Slow!

Stone it!

F… it!

Don’t creep like a pig!

You read me your last will

While you’re sleeping

Your gabble is maybe charming me

But can’t you see

You’re drowning I tell you

You must go to bed

I don’t know what I know

And I don’t call a medicine man

I should know that you drown!