I don't think anymore
My brain cells died in a fifteen minute war
Oh no
Oh no
Oh no
Oh no
There was a boy of bronze and brawn
Who didn't know how to stay up late
Said reminded him of flower
Soft and pink and sweet
But I knew I could make him sleep
I'll make you high
I'll make you high
I'll get you high make you behave
I'll make you high
I'll make you high
I'll get you high make you behave