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