Methadonia   They weeble and they wobble   But they don't fall down   You see the fed has got their back   And they say, it's better than crack   Plus it keeps them mellow and passive      And takes them to the land   The land of Methadonia      There are three around my way   And all day I see them straying   Up the block and down the stairs   Comin' in groups but leaving in pairs   Like suckers with their weeks supply   Your eye and I see you selling the elixir of life      And takes them to the land   The land of Methadonia   And takes them to the land   The land of Methadonia      I see you hangin' on my stoop   You better swoop before I do   Some jammies in your eye   Because the place in which you're sent   By your liquid orange friend   Has kept you from it for so long      And takes them to the land   The land of Methadonia   And takes them to the land   The land of Methadonia      And takes them all fucking to the land   The land of Methadonia