Slowdown, gagged and bound
You don't know what you've been taking
No sound, dragged around

You come down and you're still faking

Slowdown, gagged and bound

You don't know what you've been taking
No sound, dragged around
You come down......


I found myself on the cold streets of Memphis
Seventeen and looking for Elvis

I tasted oblivion as it shot through the heart
Tripped and crippled, torn apart
Daddy's little junkie offspring

I don't want what they be taking

Here come the dreams and the vapour schemes

Fun-time is real, but I know what it means
This orchestra of thugs was never meant to be...more than static electricity


Take me now
Jimi can't help me now


I found myself on the cold streets of London
Never ever been so in need of someone
Wasted and thin, shot full of hate

Trapped and confused by the moods you create

Here come machines with the take-away dreams

Sometimes its real but it's not how it seems
It's not the way it was never meant to be
Here come the dreams and the baby screams

Fun-time is real but you know what it means
This comedy of drugs was never meant for me


Take me now
Jimi can't help me now


Here come the dreams and the vapour schemes
Fun-time is real, but I know what it means
It's not the way it was never meant to be

Here come machines with the take-away dreams
Sometimes I feel like I know what it means
This orchestra of thugs was never meant to be...more than static electricity


Take me now
Jimi can't help me now


Believing I'm still dreaming I saw Elvis in Vegas
Believing I'm still dreaming I saw Elvis in Vegas

Believing I'm still dreaming I saw Elvis in Vegas
Believing I'm still dreaming I saw Elvis...