The Pusher

You know I've smoked a lot of grass Oh lord, I popped a lot of pills But I never touched nothin' That my spirit could kill You know, I've seen a lot of people walkin' 'round With tombstone in their eyes But the pusher don't care Ah, if you live or if you die God damn, the pusher God damn, hey, 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 Ah, but the pusher is a monster Good God, he's not a natural man The dealer for a nickel Lord, will 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, ah-ah, the pusher God damn, God damn the pusher I said God damn, God God damn the pusher man Well, Lord 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 shoot him if he'd run And I'd kill him with my Bible And my razor and my gun God damn, ah, the pusher God damn, the pusher I said God damn God damn the pusher man