I woke up feeling sprightly
Then I got out of bed, thought mama: “you done me proud”
Looked over the kitchen sink 
Thought wow, that’s my house
I paid the mortgage, it’s mine
Got up, cup of coffee, went down nice tonight
Made me feel a bit moodkey
Then I sit up straight and proud, I knew I was a man
Thought mama: “he done me proud”
 [bad word] the cocaine man [bad word] a man

We wear friendly smiles 
All night

Get blooded on lucifer’s grave 
Pray it never stop
 [bad word] the cocaine man [bad word] a man

So a car pulls up, and that guy downstairs
I’m wearing my best trousers
I’m feeling happy
Sunlight was shining down
I’m wearing toxsome blue shoes, with a crisp lime jazzerline
Beautiful here, the day’s beautiful too
 [bad word] the cocaine man [bad word] a man

We wear friendly smiles 
All night

Get blooded on lucifer’s grave 
Pray it never stop
 [bad word] the cocaine man [bad word] a man

Crash bang and I made it out she’s actually beautiful
She stands alone, not caring who’s looking
Her name’s Rebecca Trollop and I fall right into her trap
Bang, it’s disgusting
 [bad word] the cocaine man [bad word] a man

We wear friendly smiles 
All night

Get blooded on lucifer’s grave 
Pray it never stop
 [bad word] the cocaine man [bad word] a man