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The Pusher Snow flakes rolling over my car, goose bumbing 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
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