Junkhead Lyrics

A good night, the best in a long time A new friend turned me on to an old favorite Nothin' better than a dealer who’s high Be high, convince them to buy, hey, oh yeah
What’s my drug of choice? Well, what have you got? I don’t go broke And I do it a lot
Seems so sick to the hypocrite norm Runnin' their boring drills But we are an elite race of our own The stoners, the junkies, the freaks
Are you happy? I am, man Content and fully aware Money, status, nothin' to me 'Cause your life's empty and bare, yeah
What’s my drug of choice? Well, what have you got? You see now, I don’t go broke But I do it a lot, I do it a lot
You can’t understand a user’s mind But try with your books and degrees If you let yourself go and open your mind I’ll bet you’d be using like me and it ain’t so bad
What’s my drug of choice? Well, what have you got? I don’t go broke And I do it a lot, I do it a lot
Say, I do it a lot! I do it a lot! I do it a lot! Say, I do it a lot!