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