Lyrics

[Intro] Why do you think they call it dope? Ah, yeah! Ah...dope [Verse 1] Nighttime, shooting stars, the sun started to rain Trees lost branches, gurus' trances Black brassiered dancers Little dears Showdown's coming It's no joke Mouth is runnings It's a stroke That's what I think when I'm so fucked up, I can't even find the door [Chorus] Why do you think they call it dope? (Woah-oh, woah-oh) Why do you think they call it dope? (Woah-oh, woah-oh) [Verse 2] Ooh, when your heart beats fast You're so broke In your car, with the red lights flashing looks sincere Smells like beer Roach in the ashtray Going to the pokey Thirty days later, ten bucks left Hands arе shaking looking for a dime bag [Chorus 2] Why do you think they call it dope? (Woah-oh, woah-oh) Why do you think thеy call it dope? (Woah-oh, woah-oh) Dirty little dopers on dope so bad Dirty little dopers on dope so bad [Verse 3] When two and two turn into five You'll probably see it my way When bad is good, like it should Things turn upside down Some people say it's hip to say no My town, it's green light, go For party rockin' angels now it's trigger happy Slang-bang-pow! [Chorus] Why do you think they call it dope? (Woah-oh, woah-oh) Why do you think they call it dope? (Woah-oh, woah-oh) Why do you think they call it dope? (Woah-oh, woah-oh) Why do you think they call it dope? (Woah-oh, woah-oh)