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, yeah yeah   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 the 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 total war on the pusher man   Gimme now, now   I'd shoot him if he stands, I'd cut him if he runs yeah   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