A good night, the best in a long time
A new friend turned me on to an old favorite
Nothing better than a dealer who’s high
Be high, convince them to buy
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What’s my drug of choice?
Well, what have you got?
I don’t go broke
And I do it a lot
Seems so sick to the hypocrite norm
Running their boring drills
But we are an elite race of our own
The stoners, junkies, and freaks
Are you happy? I am, man.
Content and fully aware
Money, status, nothing to me
‘Cause your life is empty and bare
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What’s my drug of choice?
Well, what have you got?
I don’t go broke
And I do it a lot
You can’t understand a user’s mind
But try, with your books and degrees
If you let yourself go and open your mind
I’ll bet you’d be doing like me
And it ain’t so bad
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What’s my drug of choice?
Well, what have you got?
I don’t go broke
And I do it a lot