Blind Melon
The Pusher
Snowflakes rolling over my ear
Goose bumping liver
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, honey
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-e
And I said, God damn, God damn that Bible pushin' man

God damn, God damn, God damn, God damn, God damn