Thingy Drugs
And I don't even know what to say'cept that maybe it
shouldn't be important And I don't even know its name If
it were a dog I'd call him Rover Oh, oh, oh And then
something should go right there There's something 'bout
being an alcoholic And the skyrocketing price of beer I
wish I could do drugs (That man is real, not made of
steel)
