Magic Bullet - Live in Chicago, 11/5/21

Ain't no magic bullet come from magic shell
 No other way to put it
 Far as I can tell
 Ain't no way to solve a problem of the street
 With an itchy trigger finger
 Servant of disease
 I mean come on
 Oh yeah come on
 Hear it from the people
 Read it in the press
 Learn it at the steeple
 Forget it in distress
 Looking for salvation
 Just a little help
 But it never seems to find me
 I'm gonna take it for myself
 I mean c'mon
 Oh come on
 I mean c'mon
 Come on
 Come on
 That low feeling starts to get to me
 Need to find escape
 So smoke it fills the lungs
 And drink corrupts the brain
 And morals get confused
 In a desperate time
 And there ain't no wrong or right
 In a desperate mind
 But I know there's a solution
 (I know there's a solution)
 Deep within myself
 But I ain't never find reach it
 Without somebody's help
 I mean come on
 Oh, come on
 I mean a come on
 Come on
 Come on