War On Drugs

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It was long ago
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seems like a dream
          Em
the day I sucked the air
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from a bottle of whipped cream
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and I got real high
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and things got real slow
and I started talking like this
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whats going on? I don't know
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and then I sold my car
For a greatful dead ticket
      Em
and my dad yelled at me
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and he grounded me
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and he said I was a dick It was the worst day of my life
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and ill never forget it
         Em
but the very next day
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I was doing bong hits in the back of my friends chevete
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so don't tell me we're winning the war on drugs
        Em                                     C
cause drugs are like a big old can of Raid and you're all little bugs
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and don't tell me to not get high
            Em                                            C
cause im as low as i can get without kissing your ass and blowing you at the same time

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man don't tell me about love and peace
     Em                      C                    G
when one of the Jones' has a hand gun pointing at me
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dont tell me to "Just say no"
      Em                  C
am an addict, I say no to let me go
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whatever happened to sex drugs and rock and roll?
Em               C                   G
now we just have aids, crack and techno
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so they busted me!
I said I say, fuck them up for selling dope
       Em
and i went to jail and I wasn't forgiven
C
like that little fucker who shot the pope and said
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I have the right to remain silent
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but they couldn't explain
     Em
how i didn't exist no I wasnt violent
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cause all i ever wanted is the right to remain
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and then they questioned me, yeah they asked me
why?
                      Em
and I said I don't think I should be shot for selling pot
       C
this is my little way of saying...
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high, and now my record is all fucked up
and im not allowed to vote
   Em
and two times a week they make me piss in a cup
    C
but what i wanna do is piss down their throats

G                        D
man don't tell me about love and peace
     Em                      C                    G
when one of the Jones' has a hand gun pointing at me
                  D
dont tell me to just say no
      Em                  C
im an addict, I say no to let me go
G                    D
whatever happened to sex drugs and rock and roll?
Em               C                   G
now we just have aids, crack and techno.

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