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
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
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