Law Dealers

Smash down my door six in the morning come the law
 To protect me from myself and my wicked ways
 And relieve me of my draw
 I grew some seed, I grew some seed
 While nature dies through corporate greed
 While you distribute dangerous drugs
 People in the third world die from need
 Spare the lectures on what's good for me
 With your phosphorous bombs and your "Zyklon-B"
 And your pharmaceutical companies
 And your biocide society
 Let's get it right, if we put the bricks and the bottles aside
 And talk about the truth
 What they represent has to crush the youth
 Toting guns, toting guns sposed to get the bad men on their toes
 Trigger-happy hooligans in uniforms
 Death follows where they go
 Controlled substance abuse
 But what about the chemicals they use?
 Pesticide, insecticide, fossil fuel infanticide
 There is no trust; everybody knows the law deals drugs
 There's no respect, the people know that the state deals death
 This ain't no joke everybody knows that the law punts dope
 Fear the rope, fear the rope, work for the firm or lose all hope!