• 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 What's my drug of choice? Well, what have you got? I don't go broke And I do it a lot I do it a lot, yeah 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! I do it a lot! I do it a lot! Say, I do it a lot

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