The Pusher

Snow flakes rollin' over my ear

Goose bumpin' liver

If I'm hungry at 4:30 in the morning

Pink Dot will deliver

And I'm, oh, so tired of you pushin' that thorny crown

Down onto my head so hard

My knees are two inches in the ground, honey

And I said, goddamn, goddamn that bible pushin' man

You know I smoked a lot of grass

And I've popped a lot of pills

But I've never done nothing

That my spirt couldn't kill

And I walk around

With these tombstones in my eyes

But I know the pusher don't care

If you live or if you die

And I said, goddamn, goddamn that bible pushin' man

Goddamn, goddamn, goddamn, goddamn, goddamn