The Pusher

You know I've smoked a lot of grass
O' Lord, I've 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 tombstones in their eyes
But the pusher don't care
Ah, if you live or if you die

God [bad word]  The Pusher
God [bad word]  I say The Pusher
I said God [bad word]  God [bad word] 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, will sell you lots of sweet dreams
Ah, but the [bad word] your body
Lord, he'll leave your, he'll leave your mind to scream

God [bad word]  The Pusher
God [bad word]  God [bad word] the Pusher
I said God [bad word]  God, God [bad word] 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 [bad word] Yes I'd kill him with my Bible and my razor and my gun

God [bad word] The Pusher
Gad [bad word] The Pusher
I said God [bad word]  God [bad word] The Pusher man