Drugs!
What do you call drugs?
On the so called war on drugs,
Which one would you call the thugs?
What is it that gets you off?
What is it that gets you up... high, high, high?
Gonna bring wrought,
To those who haven't thought,
On their conscious,
This is brought,
Now, in hell...
They're gonna rot.
On the so called war on drugs,
Which one would you call the thugs?
Drugs!
Look at em sittin' back, So smug.
I just think,
We oughta give em,
A great big hug.
Your gonna find out,
What you're all about...
Sooner or later.
You might as well leave an impression,
Some sort-a crater,
On the face,
Of mankind.
Drugs, drugs, drugs, drugs, drugs.
Just sending out hugs.
Drugs, drugs, drugs, drugs, drugs.
Just sending out hugs.
And, kisses...
And, best wishes,
That's the best drug.
That's the best drug.
That's what gets me high... by... high... bye.