Take a trip abroad if you're poor or bored   There's money if you can be bought   Live in a trance, swallow one by one   And hope the customs will not pounce   Hide the beads of sweat for the pittance that you get   To make the "big man" rich   You think it's only dope, but will you ever cope   When you find he's made a switch   It's not for you, but for a man you'll never see   For all the money he's making on the cut   For something you will never be   All of the stuff that's lying in your gut