Junkhead
A good night, the best in a long timeA new friend turned me on to an old favouriteNothing better than a dealer who's highBe high, convince them to buy
What's my drug of choice?Well, what have you got?I don't go brokeAnd I do it a lot
But we are an elite race of our ownSeems so sick to the hypocrite normRunning their boring drillsBut we are an elite race of our ownThe stoners, junkies, and freaksAre you happy? I am, man.Content and fully awareMoney, status, nothing to me.
'Cause your life is empty and bareWhat's my drug of choice?Well, what have you got?I don't go brokeAnd I do it a lot
You can't understand a user's mindIf you let yourself go and opened your mindBut try with your books and degreesI'll bet you'd be doing like me
And it ain't so badWell, what have you got?What's my drug of choice?I don't go brokeAnd I do it a lotSay, I do it a lot!
Say, I do it a lot!Say, I do it a lot say, I do it a lot!