You know I´ve smoked a lot of grass
O´ Lord, I´ve popped a lot of pills
But I never touched nothin´
That my spirit could kill
You know, I´ve seen a lot of people walkin´ ´round
With tombstones in their eyes
But the pusher don´t care
Ah, if you live or if you die

God damn, The Pusher
God damn, I say The Pusher
I said God damn, God damn The Pusher man

You know the dealer, the dealer is a man
With the love grass in his hand
Oh but the pusher is a monster
Good God, he´s not a natural man
The dealer for a nickel
Lord, will sell you lots of sweet dreams
Ah, but the pusher ruin your body
Lord, he´ll leave your, he´ll leave your mind to scream

God damn, The Pusher
God damn, God damn the Pusher
I said God damn, God, God damn The Pusher man

Well, now if I were the president of this land
You know, I´d declare total war on The Pusher man
I´d cut him if he stands, and I´d shoot him if he´d run
Yes I´d kill him with my Bible and my razor and my gun

God damn The Pusher
Gad damn The Pusher
I said God damn, God damn The Pusher man