The Pusher Lyrics

Snow flakes rolling over my ear, goose bumping weather 
If I'm hungry at 4:30 in the morning, Pink Dot will deliver 
And I'm oh so tired of you pushing that thorny crown 
Down onto my head so hard, my knees are two inches in the ground 
And I said, God damn, God damn that Bible pushin' man 

You know I smoked a lot of grass and I've popped a lot of pills 
But I've never done nothing that my spirit couldn't kill 
And I walk around with these tombstones in my eyes 
But I know the pusher don't care, if you live or if you die. 

And I said, God damn, God damn that Bible pushin' man. 
Godamn, Godamn, Godamn, Godamn, God damn