Come on, man!
I'm not the problem, well
I'm not the one trying to push you around so
Poison the well, our enemies are thirsty
They took our money
And threw their own damn party, get it out
I'm not trying to push you around
Well, to push you around
Well, to push you around
The medicine makers
They are trying to kill us
Yeah, they know what a cure is
But they bet that's bad for business, get it out
Gimme, gimme, gimme some sorta lift
So pass me that feather down, down
Gimme, gimme, gimme something better than this
This bad taste in my mouth
To push you around, well
To push you around, well
I'm not trying
To push you around well
Whoever prints the money says where you spend it, and
Just like magic, it's right back in their pocket
So poison their well, your enemies are thirsty
I'd hate to see you getting too distracted
'Cause I'm not the one trying to push you around
Oh, spit that rind out your mouth
Let's get that taste out your mouth
Gimme, gimme, gimme some sorta lift
So pass me that feather down, down
Gimme, gimme, gimme something better than this
This bad taste in my mouth
I'm not the one trying to push you around
Well, get that taste out your mouth
Now that spit that rind out your mouth
Now get it out
