Stray Bullets - Knife For The Pusherman lyrics

Pa** you every morning setting up shop outside the station Impatient as you're waiting for your patrons to arrive Poisoning the blood of yet another generation See them crawling through the gutters, not dead but not alive Every morning on the corner, don't say I didn't warn ya I got a knife for the pusherman On that corner every morning, this is your final warning now Cops in the coffee shop can't seem to be bothered I see them watching as you're making the exchange Mayor tells the papers that the drug war's getting hotter But the dealer on the corner doesn't appear to feel the strain O.D. cases, cold blue faces, high time that we erase this I got a knife for the pusherman O.D. cases, cold blue faces, all my friends are O.D. cases now Greedy gleaming eyes glare at me warily As I saunter across the street in the summer heat You think I'm stepping up for a fix? You think I'm here to f**ing score? I'm gonna cut your f**ing throat!