I don't blow cocaine
I don't raise or abuse mary jane
So no way, I'm not flying
Just flying

So today I saw a mystery man
He haunts this streetlight nightly
He asks if I would like to spare
Some change so he could treat me

I don't blow cocaine
I don't say "buy me two of the same"
So my brain I'm not frying
Just frying

I entered vans and poppy cars
Where joints interact my hand
Availing doses ending
In the crashing of my mind

I was toast
Wobbling around
With the motion of weebles
Please don't pass me any dexies
I don't need a mood enhancer
I'll abstain...

I don't blow cocaine
I don't wait for some mules on a plane
So no way, I'm not buying
Just driving

I don't blow cocaine
I don't play with hallucinogens
Oh, and hey, I'm not dying
Well, I'm dying
But not today