Testo Medicine Man

Dirty inner city streets
Sun goes down, out come the freaks
Crawling from their darkened alleyway

Drunken bums, passed out on sidewalks
Gang drive-bys, they're blowing heads off
Chance the valley of death
Green in hand
Just a shot, you're feeling better
As the world fades to grey
Easy to find if you need him
A nod of your head brings the medicine man
The medicine man
The medicine man
The medicine man

Babies, mother, junky whore
Turning tricks so she can score
See what daddy's little girl's become
Mother's boy, he runs the street
Steals from anyone he meets
All he needs for money is his gun
Just a shot, you're feeling better
As the world fades to grey
Easy to find if you need him
A nod of your head brings the medicine man
The medicine man

You try and hide, can't run away
He's in your head and there to stay
He's got you by the fucking balls
You try and hide, can't run away
He's in your head and there to stay
He's got you by the fucking balls

You try and hide, can't run away
He's in your head and there to stay
He's got you by the fucking balls
You try and hide, can't run away
He's in your head and there to stay
He's got you