The Pusher

You know I've smoked a lot of grass O' Lord, I've popped a lot of pills But I've never touched nothin' That my spirit could kill You know, I've seen a lot of people walkin' 'round With tombstones in their eyes But the pusher don't care Ah, if you live or if you die God damn, The Pusher God damn, I say The Pusher I said God damn, God damn The Pusher man You know the dealer, the dealer is a man With the love grass in his hand Oh but the pusher is a monster Good God, he's not a natural man The dealer for a nickel Lord, he'll sell you lots of sweet dreams Ah, but the pusher ruin your body Lord, he'll leave your, he'll leave your mind to scream God damn, The Pusher God damn, God damn the Pusher I said God damn, God, God damn The Pusher man Well, now if I were the president of this land You know, I'd declare total war on The Pusher man I'd cut him if he stands, and I'd shoot him if he'd run Yes I'd kill him with my Bible and my razor and my gun God damn The Pusher God damn The Pusher I said God damn, God damn The Pusher man