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