A good night, the best in a long time A new friend turned me on to an old favourite Nothing better than a dealer who's high Be high, convince them to buy
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
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 opened your mind I'll bet you'd be doing like me And it ain't so bad
What's my drug of choice? Well, what have you got? I don't go broke And I do it a lot
Say, I do it a lot! Say, I do it a lot! Say, I do it a lot! Say, I do it a lot!
