You know I smoked a lot of grass, oh Lord, I popped a lot of pills
But I've never touched nothin', mm, 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, oh, if you live or if you die
God damn the pusher
God damn, hey hey, I say the pusher
I said God damn, God damn the pusher man
You know the dealer, the dealer is a man
With a love grass in his hand
Oh, but the pusher is a monster
Good God, he's not a nat'ral 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, oh, 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
Then I'd kill him with my Bible and my razor and my gun
God damn, oh, the pusher
God damn the pusher
I said God damn, God damn the pusher man
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