Infected - G.B.H.

You wake up one day

To find you’ve been thrown away

You’ve got no energy to speak

You’re just too damn weak

Infected, infected

Injected misdirected

Infected, infected

And to it we’re all subjected

Your true self can’t be found

Too busy slothing around

You’re staring into the sky

Death reflected in your eye

M8 debts are chasing you down the street

You run along on unsteady feet

Wonder why you’ve got a turkey attack

With a monkey livin' on your back

Go on and stick it in

Gotta puncture the skin

All of your loves in vain

It’s like playin' with a train