Hey acid-head, what's goin' on   It's Saturday night - you'll be up till dawn   So put on your make-up babe and shave those legs   Are you wearing your silk stockings tonight? How about a hat?      What's that white stuff sticking under your nose   Is it powder or is it pure coke   What's the matter you look so confused   I suppose it's all part of the drugs you use   Your lipstick shines it's red like blood   I can see paranoia creeping up your butt   Your wig looks old but you just don't care   With your high heeled shoes you got so much flair      Blowing up your mind   Blowing up your mind   Blowing up your mind   Yes you're blowing up your mind      Hey acid-head, what's in your purse   You got so many pills you could be a nurse   You drink too much and you act like a pig   If i did all that I'd be feeling real sick      But the night is young and you're flying high   You dance with the devil, unaffraid to die   You never say no when given a gram   White stuff - sniff it up you don't give a damn   You're all screwed up but you say that you're fine   You sleep with the devil when you're blowning your mind   You dance all night in your lowcut dress   Your brain is buzzin' you're such a mess      Blowing up your mind............