Pop Will Eat Itself Token Drug Song Lyrics

Transfixed to the TeeVee station,
Burning through my brain,
Mutant news flashes from the neon grain,
I'm a reptile,
You're Doug Quaid.
Go on, I say, I'll make your day,
I'll give you what you want,
But the price you pay is the pleasure,
The pleasure is mine
I say, Handed me your head on a plate,
How did you turn out to be so lightweight?
I can't hurt you more than you've hurt yourself,
I can't touch you but you've already felt
So high now you're going so low.
go on, I say, I'll make your day,
I'll give you what you want,
But the price you pay is the pleasure,
The pleasure is mine
I say, Looked into your blackened soul,
Your emptiness complete and whole,
Handed me your head on a plate,
How did you turn out to be so lightweight?
Bad trip? Toough s___!
Bad trip? Tough s___!
Bad trip? Tough s___!
That's what you get when you think with your d___!