[Verse 1]
Oh, Big Philou, he's addicted, he just wants more
After running 800 furlongs, he just wants to score
Who said?
We say it, we say

[Verse 2]
Manikato, he just can't let go of his heinous addiction
Anyone tell you Phar Lap's a junkie, buddy, that ain't fiction

[Chorus]
Yeah! They shoot heroin, don't they?
White line, a dead heat
I'm waiting for my Manikato
Shoot heroin, shoot heroin, don't they? Yeah!
We say it, we say it

[Verse 3]
All those four-legged equine versions of Barlow and Chambers
Well, what was Silver speeding on
When he was under the Lone Ranger?

[Chorus]
Yeah! They shoot heroin, don't they?
A white line, a dead heat
I've got the jockey on my back
Shoot heroin, shoot heroin, don't they?