Peter pushes pills in a park every Saturday
Pays his bills and he pro'lly likes it anyway
Autumn suckers, xanies cocaine and Adderall
Go head and pick your poison
Cause Peter's got 'em all
Feeds the college kids, weed and Klonopins
And their professors
He provides the LSD
And as for ecstasy, he got a plethora
He knows the only way to get the dress of jessica
Thats right, well he's the reason you're up all night
Well we all know that he's not
Your friend but now and then
Your wish is his command
Its just supply and demand
Just supply and demand
Well Peter pushes pills
He's a old school hustler
On the deal he got a real loyal customer
But street bum got a face like a prize fighter
Handful of change and a jaw like a typewriter
Bottles and cans mean
Nickels and dimes mean
One giant leap 'twards
Whiskey and wine he
Served in Afghanistan
Then straight to heroin.
The high up let him sweat and sweat and sweat
But oh
Whats wrong
What have we done to the few
The proud and the strong
Oh in the land of the free
Home of the brave
Soldier PTSD don't mean much to the share holder.
Its just supply and demand
Its just supply and demand
If your high
But they always got to get high
Yeah they always got to get high
But they always gotta come down
Till Pete comes around.
Peter pushes pills but
Where do they come from?
Before they answer the prayers of a street bum
It ain't a long trail
More like a black veil
Well it don't matter
Because everything is on sale
What don't fall off the truck
Comes straight from Dr Luck
Another white coat salesman tryna make a buck
And when your feeling sick he
Prescribes you something quickly
And when your hooked you'll be back
Like he was tricky nicky
A-B-C
Well its as easy as 1-2-3
Put somehow you just don't understand
Its cash in hand
Gold has to be spent
Its just supply and demand
Its just supply and demand
When your high
But they always got to get high
Yeah they always got to get high
But they always got to come down