Cokane in My Brain - Die Toten Hosen

Hey Jim

Jim

I want you to spell for me something

I want you to spell New York

N-E-W Y-O-R-K

That’s New York

No man, I’m sorry

You’ve made a mistake

I’m gonna teach you the right way

And the proper way to spell New York

Here it comes

A knife, a fork

A bottle and a cork

That’s the way we spell New York

Yeah

Cause I’ve got cokane running around my brain

Cokane running around my brain

Yeah I got cokane

A whole lot of cokane

Whenever I walk in the rain

I can feel a burning pain

Keep’s a burning flame

Burning in my bloody brain

You know I’m always on the run

'Cause one day I wanna meet the 7th son

Yeah

I’ve got cokane running around my brain

Cokane running around my brain

Cokane

A whole lot of cokane

No matter how I treat my guests

They always like my kitchen best

Like a burning flame

In my bloody brain

I got a burning flame

In my brain

Oaaaarr

Ride on

Yeah

Ride on

Yeah

Yeah

Ride on

Ride on

Yeah

Yeah

Ride on

Ride on

Yeah

Yeah

Ride on

Ride on

Yeah

Yeah

Ride on

I got cokane running around my brain

Yeah I got cokane running around my brain

A whole lot of cokane running around my brain

Yeah I got cokane running around my brain

Running around my brain

Running around my brain

Running around my brain

Screwing up my brain

Mixing up my brain

Fucking up my brain

Cokane

Running around my brain

Running around my brain

Running around my brain

Running around my