You're My Drug - The Dukes Of Stratosphear

You take me to heaven from deeper than hell ever dug

And you fly me higher than a trip on a magical rug

Confessions unravel

You bang with your gavel

And here I stand guilty

In a court where you are the judge

You’re the drug

You’ve got to come on round and pick me up You’ve my drug

And I don’t ever know if I can give you up Well you bring me colour where once I had just black and white

Now I have rainbows appearing round here in the night

Our true loving is growing

And passion is flowing

Well I don’t need any cigarettes or beer from a jug

You’re my drug

You’ve got to come on round and pick me up You’re my drug

Well you can slow me down or quick me up You’re my drug

Well you can spill me down and lick me up You’re my drug

And I don’t ever know if I can give you up