When the dealer hits my backnI turn around to see his facenhis pounded jaw his bleeding nosenand I ask for an overdose of lovennI want it now I need it allnright before my head comes falling downnsee my friend he's born in a wishing wellnnow you find him lying at the gates of hellnnthere's too much violence in my dreamsnthere's too much hate running in my veinsnsee I got a pirate soul to lendnI got my head right in my handnnit's for you as a gift you can taken'cause I know how it feels to be down on my kneesnyou've been up, now you're downnwith no guidance from abovenwhile the cold wind blows in this town full of dogsnngimme hope gimme fearngimme love and despairngimme loads of your drugnand a reasonable fucknyour burdon and your weightngimme all that I can taken'cause you know I'd love to carry it all for you