You don't have to be a junkie or a drug user at all to feel this song. >A good night, the best in a long time A new friend turned me on to an old favorite Nothing better than a dealer who's high Be high, convince them to buy >What's my drug of choice? Well, what have you got? I don't go broke And I do it a lot >Seem so sick to the hypocrite norm Running their boring drills But we are an elite race of our own The stoners, junkies and freaks >Are you happy? I am, man Content and fully aware Money, status, nothing to me. 'Cause your life is empty and bare >What's my drug of choice? Well, what have you got? I don't go broke And 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 opened your mind I'll bet you'd be doing like me And it ain't so bad >What's my drug of choice? Well, what have you got? Say I don't go broke And I do it a lot >Say, I do it a lot! Say, I do it a lot! Say, I do it a lot! Say, I do it a lot!