Pusher Man

I met a good manHe had some good stuffHe showed me a bagAnd he pulled out the snuffI had just one tryAnd that was enoughWater poured from my eyeGod stuff this rough snuffI was wiping my eyeOn the edge of my sleeveWhen who did I spy?God damn the police!I said "Hey look man the fuzz!"He turned ghostly whiteHe gave me the bagAnd ran outasight!I leapt on my hogAnd I burned up the streetAll the traffic had to stopCos I couldn't be beatAll the people were scaredAs they leapt from my wheelsBut I didn't careI couldn't hear their squealsI went to my padAnd I crashed on my bedI kept taking that snuffUntil it blew my headIt was really gunpowderI a flash in the panI a charcoaled cinderGod damn the pusher manGod damn the pusher manGod damn the pusher manGod damn the pusher manGod damn the pusher manGod damn the pusher manGod damn the pusher manGod damn the pusher manGod damn the pusher man