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war on drugs - marc goone lyrics

(intro: ronald reagan)
drugs are menacing our society. they’re threatening our values and undercutting our inst-tutions. they’re k!lling our children

[verse 1]
parents hear me get your kids in dare when they’re third grade and up
before they hear about marijuana dear, that’s the gateway drug
sheryl, darryl, when they offer it just say nuh uh
or you’ll be sharing heroin with derelicts with angel dust
prolly do cocaine and such
that stuff is so dangerous
would have to have our whole entire congregation pray for us
sheryl don’t be gigglin’, darryl take your ritalin
kids you’ve got your mother so worked up i need my pill again
a milligram, a bit of a gin, i think i’ll have, a drink or ten
wouldn’t need it if your f-cking father wasn’t in the pen
pastor said we should forgive him but i know he’ll sin again
locked away for using pot, see what that sh-t did to him?
rot away in general pop, may never see you kids again
he smoked a lot, my god, he’ll prolly drop dead of carcinogens
kids, if you do drugs, you’ll end up exactly like him then
now darryl, be a good, good boy and get your mom her vicodin (hurry up)

(hook)
let’s raise incarceration, lock them up no toleration
we made this legislation for a safer population
one nation under god, we’ll pray for you in congregation
(the war on drugs)
go get an occupation, no you can’t be out here slanging
in this here nation, see we get our drugs from corporations
no rehabilitation straight to prison population
(the war on drugs)

(verse 2)
larry grew various strains of mary jane
in his bas-m-n, varied from very potent to tame
larry smoked every day
blueberry dro was his fav’
it carried him thru the pain
when he barely could keep on weight
was married but now estranged
quiet kept to himself
chemo treatment by day then by night got high by himself
lived in the bible belt
where you can’t buy pot off the shelf
so he thought what the h-ll, i’ma grow this all by myself
ordered seeds off the internet
where he’d read how to tend to it
how to water and light them right so his trees, they would benefit
but the dea had been tracking him
electric bill through the roof and receiving all of these packages
after a strenuous day, larry had gone to sleep
as a swat team circled his house carefully with no peep
“be wary listen to me, we go on the count of 3”
(1…2…3) kicked down his door and swarmed like a bee
“freeze” they yelled as larry awoke in panic
he frantically jumped to stand and ran away so erratic
sporadically and so manic, managed to get 6 feet
but the swat team, also so frantic, and emptied their m16s
larry’s body convulses, it hit the floor in a heap
quickly checked for a pulse, was pr-nounced dead on the scene
swept the rest of his house, found the jackpot and seized
larry’s plants and an ounce, a criminal off the streets

[hook]

- marc goone lyrics

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