Lyric Pusher

(1970) Hoyt Axton

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