Lyrics:

[Cars on city street; footsteps; kicking empty drink can across sidewalk]

'Morning, Ron.'

I got drugs in my pocket
I don't know what to do with them
I've got drugs in my pocket
Am I really through with them?

I mean, I ask myself, do I really need to be permanently high?
Stay awake for hours and watch my life whiz by

Cuz I've got drugs in my pocket
And I don't know what to do with them
(Drugs in my pocket, drugs in my pocket)
Yeah! I've got drugs in my pocket
I'm wearing out me shoes for them
I've got drugs in my pocket
I'll never need a cure for them

They say it turns you crazy, they say it makes you sick
To me its all the same, cuz I'm just bleedin' thick

I've got drugs in my pocket
And I don't know what to do with them
(Drugs in my pocket, drugs in my pocket)

'Hey, what you got for me today, mate? Anything nice?'
'Well I got some upper or I got some downer, mon. Or I got some real 'ard drugs all the way from Jamaica to south Brixton. Try some o' dis.'
'Alright, I'll have a go. Hang on.'
[Striking match; toking]
'Cor, that's alright, innit?'
Oh, oh
Oh, oh
Oh, oh

I got drugs in my pocket
I don't know what to do with them
(Drugs in my pocket, drugs in my pocket)
I got drugs in this pocket
More then just a few of them
(Drugs in my pocket, drugs in my pocket)

Yeah, cuz I got drugs for when I'm dancing
And drugs for down the club
Drugs to watch a movie
I need drugs when I make love

Drugs in my pocket and I don't know what to do with them
(Drugs in my pocket, drugs in my pocket)
I've got these drugs in my pocket
And I don't know what to do with them
(Drugs in my pocket, drugs in my pocket)
Oh! I've got drugs in my pocket
And I don't know what to do with them
(Drugs in my pocket, drugs in my pocket)
Yeah! I've got drugs in my pocket
I don't know what to do with them

[Siren; running footsteps]