Chemical Cosh Lyrics

Chemical Cosh lyrics

Alcohol, heroin, THC

Care in the impotent (numb) community*

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 (with) their equation

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



* A reference to "Care in the Community," a Tory plan to reduce
health care spending on mental hospital patients by cutting them adrift. This
caused much controversy a few years back in the UK.