Lyrics Tom Robinson

Tom Robinson

Nothing Like the Real Thing

I've been around, I've had my kicks

And I've picked up one or two party tricks

There's those that drink, those that smoke

And those that like a little line of coke

There's cocaine places, cocaine folks

Cocaine mirrors and cocaine jokes

It's a little bit wicked and widely done

And everybody tells you it's a bunch of fun

The real thing

It ain't nothing like the real thing

The real thing

I'm talking 'bout the real thing

Well it ain't as sweet as people say

You're up all night but you're down all day

It rots your nostrils, burns your brain

And it kills your liver instead of your pain

You call up dealers, rack your brains

When they ain't at home or the line's engaged

In your heart of hearts you know it's true

Cocaine's a killer, and it's killing you

The real thing

It ain't nothing like the real thing

The real thing

I'm talking 'bout the real thing

Well you're killing off years of your life right now

'Cause we might all die soon anyhow

Well in five years time you're gonna look so dumb

When we haven't been blown to Kingdom Come

Remember life before cocaine

Ain't it time you started living again

You spend your money hand over fist

In an ideal world would you live like this?

Now I'm not saying it's morally wrong

I did it myself for far too long

And I'm not saying I know better than you

I'm saying I know and you know it too

I ain't no killjoy, ain't no shrink

And I ain't a preacher, whatever you think

I'm simply giving my point of view

And if you don't like it... fuck you

The real thing

It ain't nothing like the real thing

The real thing

I'm talking 'bout the real thing

(Charlie C, you're such a creep

Got no money, get no sleep

Tense and edgy, ill at ease

Taking my friends away from me

Charlie bastard, you're to blame

Acting crazy, feel insane

If I had my time again

I'd never mess with King Cocaine)