Black teared desolation with my head held in my hands Broken heart inside my chest, a sadness in my pants Calmly contemplating kissing this cruel world goodbye When I felt a certain reassuring hand upon my thigh He said \"How ya doing mate\" I can tell you're feeling blue I'm gonna help you out coz I know I was once like you Said I've suffered bleak emotions friend you've got nothing to fear Strapping up my arm as he whispered in my ear
You need some relaxation, some rest and recuperation For fixing up the aching without love You need someone to understand, touch your heart and hold your hand You need a friend, and a lot of drugs
\"Now you're feeling better, could you do something for me? Tape this package to your leg, make a delivery Swallow these balloons and get on the next flight Try not to use the toilet till you reach the other side\" And customs love, for all the things that I've been dreaming of a friendly hug, and a rubber glove And a little bit of cash for the Indonesian judge