Lyrics The Fatima Mansions

The Fatima Mansions

Chemical Cosh

Alcohol, heroin, THC

Care in the impotent (numb) community*

Resignation, irony, under scrutiny, so events can slip

From memory of history, a voluntary dictatorship

Chemical (cosh!)

One kind for the rich, and one for the poor

The only distinction is the thickness of their front door

Unless it makes you act up, the law won't mind

You play this game, the land is yours, the warden is blind

Chemical (cosh!)

Chemical (cosh!)

It's the only kind we got (cosh!)

If you won't come across

They will have it known you're mad if you don't fit (with) their equation

They will have you for not being rich or body-tax evasion

And they'll pay some stoned stockbroker's son

To phone and say,