The Pusher

Snowflakes rolling over my ear

Goose bumping liver

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

Pink Dot will deliver

And I'm oh so tired

Of you pushing that thorny crown

Down onto my head so hard

My knees are two inches in the ground, honey

And I said, God damn, God damn 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 spirit 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-e

And I said, God damn, God damn that Bible pushin' man

God damn, God damn, God damn, God damn, God damn