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Published on Mar 19, 2009
You know I smoked a lot of grass. Oh Lord! I popped a lot of pills. But I've never touched nothin' That my spirit couldn't kill. You know I've seen a lot of people walking 'round With tombstones in their eyes. But the pusher don't care If you live -- or if you die. God Damn! The pusher. God Damn! The pusher. I said God Damn! God damn the pusher man. You know the dealer, the dealer is a man With a lump of grass in his hand. But the pusher is a monster Not a natural man. The dealer for a nickel Goin to sell you lots of sweet dreams. Ah...but the pusher will ruin your body; Lord he'll leave your mind to scream. God Damn! The pusher. God Damn! God damn the pusher. I said God Damn! 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 run, And 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!