Drugs to make the body bigger
And the mind smaller
They're on the wrong drugs
Drugs to make u look younger
But banish youthful hearts
They're on the wrong drugs
Whatever happened to consciousness expansion?
And laughing wildly with ur friends
And meeting Krishna
Not buying a stripper
They're on the wrong drugs
The drugs they take leads to coward’s punches
Bigoted rants
Bullying their way to the top
Corporate take overs
3rd world rape
They're on the wrong drugs
What kind of drugs?
The wrong ones

The drugs they take
Silences conversations
Buys the patents to true innovation
Irons out complexity into final solutions
Smiles only to itself as a muscle flex
What kind of drugs?
They’re on the wrong drugs
The drugs they take are legalised
Only sometimes not on the sports field
The drugs they take
Abuses women and children
The drugs they take makes an angry world
They’re on some kind of drugs

Superhypercompetition
Superhypercompetition
Neglect the needy and the poor
The drugs they take creates men's clubs and faceless power
The drugs they take is male homoerotic but homophobic
It’s true I think
They're on the wrong drugs
The stuff that makes the muscles bigger
And the brain thinner
They do not read
Breed a next generation
The drugs they take yells to get attention
With nothing ever new or wise to say
The drugs they take takes all god's names in vain
The drugs they take makes the good go insane
The drugs they take prevents reflection
Except for flexing in front of mirrors
They’re on the wrong drugs
What drugs are they on?
They’re on the wrong ones

The drugs they take locks up refugees
The drugs they take compounds global warming
The drugs they take isolates us from one another
The drugs they take abandons aged fathers and mothers
The drugs they take are cannibalistic
Meant to exaggerate and humiliate
The drugs they take are onanistic
They can't get enough of their own bodies
The drugs they take cuts down forests
Coz there is dirty filthy lucre to be made
The drugs they take produced the auto tune
Coz these drugs affects ur voice’s pitch
The drugs they take never makes way for ur fellow
Coz I am more important than u
The drugs they take made darling into bitch
Coz it takes away the ability to know tenderness
The drugs they take demands conformity
The drugs they take calls grown men son
The drugs they take wants each day to be over
It never holds hands and watches the sunset
The drugs they take makes u hyperaggressive
It puts us all on notice so watch ur step!
The drugs they’re on takes away patience
I won’t wait for you to compose urself
The drugs they’re on increases incarceration
The drugs they’re on puts them against us
The drugs they take
Drives up house prices
Makes people homeless
Leaves houses vacant

The drugs they take
Rescinds native titles
Stockpiles nukes
Makes u need to puke
They’re on the wrong drugs
What drugs are they on?
The wrong ones

The drugs they take
Propagandas betting
Drowns dolphins in netting
They don’t find this upsetting
They see upsides for banking in every setting
The only thing they’ll compromise on
Is human rights
The drugs they take makes sodomy of women
The new orthodoxy
In pornography for kids
Kids on the phone instead of throwing a ball
Preparing them for life on these pumped up drugs
What kind of drugs?
Not the hippie trippy kind
They’re on the wrong ones
The drugs they use
Uses surrealism to sell accounting
Branding and rebranding
Pursing and pouting
It sells out revolutions to mercenaries
Despots and reigns of terror
They have no third eye these drugs they are on
Putting high prices on vaccines
Selling plastic toxic suburban dreams
Shouldn't drugs help u let go of urself?
Join u with the universal consciousness
Break down the ego?
Bond u with others from other walks?
Connect u with forgotten dreams?
Shouldn't they point humanity along the road to being free?
What drugs are they on?
They’re on the wrong drugs
The drugs they take cuts funding to education
The drugs they take dictates one kind of face for the nation
The drugs they take leads to Donald Trump
The drugs they take leads to total war
The drugs they take makes poetry a bore
What kind of drugs?
They’re on the wrong ones