You know I smoked a lot of grass,Oh Lord
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And I popped a lot of pills
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But I never did touch nothing
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That my spirit couldn't kill
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You know I see a lot of people walkin' round
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Here with tombstones in their eyes
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'Cause the pusher don't care
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Child if you live or if you die
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God damn on the pusher, yea yea
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I said God damn him
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God damn him, pusher man
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You know the dealer
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I said the dealer is a man
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With lots of love racks in his hand
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But the pusher is a monster
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Good God, oh Lord he's my natural man
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You know the dealer
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The dealer takes a nickel lord
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And sells you lots of sweet dreams
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And lord knows we need lots a sweet dreams
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But here comes the pusher
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Takes your body and leaves your mind a screen
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God damn on the pusher
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I said God damn the pusher
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He's not a natural man
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You know the dealer takes a nickel
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And he sells a box of sweet dreams
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But he pusher takes your body
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He takes your body
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He takes your body
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And he leaves your mind a screen
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God damn him
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God damn him, God damn him
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God damn him, God damn the pusher
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If I were the president, hear me, of this land
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I'd declare totale war on the pusher man
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Gimme now, now
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I'd shoot him if he stands
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I'd cut him if he runs yea
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I'd kill him with my Bible
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My razor and my gun
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God damn him, God damn him
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Oh, the pusher
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God damn the pusher man
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The Pusher
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Nina Simone |