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Dextro Meth Orphans
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The Generation Rx Theme Song. This is not an anti-drug song. Just an acknowledgement of the fact that yes, we know what ruins our lives for us.
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Rapper turned Songwriter, eclectic influences from post-punk and folk to sample-based music and electronica.
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Genre
Alternative Indie
Charts
Peak #159
Peak in subgenre #28
Uploaded
August 09, 2010
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MP3 3.8 MB 128 kbps 4:12
Lyrics
(chorus) won't someone (think of the children)? please help them (somebody help them). do it yourself (d.i.y. abortions). dxm (the dextro meth orphans). (verse 1) drugs: don't really understand grand scheme. therefore, hand me a gram, so i can't see physically - coordinated perfect with me spiritually (apparently, lacking three eyes won't affect you lyrically). whether it's before or after all the ties were severed, not a chemical endeavor of mine ever made me better; i'm just naturally clever. now i'm down from orbit, i will forfeit my credentials as a dextro meth orphan. from now on, i'll be borin', i'll boost my own endorphins; i'll take recommended over-counter portions; i won't see assortments of syringes in rorschachs; i'll count backwards from ten if my friends give me horsecrap (damn that). generation rx today: our meditation involves medication 4x a day - re-up direct from the government. i was seven then; course, THAT was all "okay", wasn't it? (chorus) (verse 2) i'll trade the drug's life's "not sh** without" for a giant tailored glove to slap god in the mouth with. since god doesn't make mistakes, society-hating rants equivocate to governments regulating plants. i ain't hating man's self-medicating stance - we outsmarted god the day that we created pants. and ever since, we've tarred and feathered men for preaching righteousness to brethren (cos the wayward are easier to sell medicine)! now recent surveys show dopeheads over catholics, as pot outperformed god as the opiate of the masses. have you ever seen a happier, more hopeless load of bastards? smoking in the open, just hoping that the crash units happen to overlook you passing it patrolling on my avenue - it's like the rope-a-dope for undergraduates. half of us do drugs, and nothing afterward. it's like they manufacture 'em for that. well goddamnit, i ain't having it.
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