Dancing up all night again, you've been raving since half past ten.
Popped some substance, had a thrill, since charlie's out and dressed to kill, oh yeah

All night, all day, all week, Joe doesn't seem to stop or sleep
'I'll be fine by myself,' he says, 'I don't need any help'.

Wandering home, you're covered in blood, you get back home and you have no fucking clue where you are.