Chemical Cosh Lyrics - Fatima Mansions

Alcohol, heroin, THC 

Care in the impotent community 

(Numb) 

Resignation, irony, under scrutiny, so events can slip 

From memory of history, a voluntary dictatorship 

Chemical 

(Cosh) 

One kind for the rich and one for the poor 

The only distinction is the thickness of their front door 

Unless it makes you act up, the law won't mind 

You play this game, the land is yours, the warden is blind 

Chemical 

(Cosh) 

Chemical 

(Cosh) 

It's the only kind we got 

(Cosh) 

If you won't come across 

They will have it known you're mad if you don't fit their equation 

(With) 

They will have you for not being rich or body-tax evasion 

And they'll pay some stoned stockbroker's son 

To phone and say, "I'm coming 'round and bringing my machine gun" 

Chemical 

(Cosh) 

Chemical 

(Cosh) 

It's a stab in the neck and a boot in the chops 

From the earth-loving decade which denim forgot