A good night,
the best in a long
time
A new friend turned
me on to an old
favorite
Nothing better than
a dealer who's high
Be high, convince
them to buy
Chorus
What's my drug of
choice?
Well, what have you
got?
I don't go broke
And I do it a lot
Seems so sick
to the hypocrite
norm
Running their
boring drills
But we are an
elite race of our
own
The stoners,
junkies,
and freaks
Are you happy? I am,
man.
Content and fully
aware
Money, status,
nothing to me
'Cause your life
is empty and bare
Chorus
You can't
understand a user's
mind
But try, with your
books and degrees
If you let yourself
go and opened your
mind
I'll bet you'd be
doing like me
And it ain't so bad
Chorus
Say, I do it a lot!
.....I do it a lot!
.....I do it a lot!
Say, I do it a lot! |