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I cannot see, I cannot drive
With all this pain inside my eye
And though I know that I won't die
There's something sweet I do with my friends every afternoon
It makes my headache go away
For the remainder of the day
So I don't end up smoking rock
Or forging papers from the doc that say that I need 350 hydrocodone

Doctor can you give me something natural instead
Something I can choose to use to erase the pain, distill the rage
Without resorting to what I call synthetic heroin
I don't need to obliterate my mind for this pain inside my eye

So I said "Nurse there's something wrong"
And they kept me waiting all day long
I might just go out on my own
Looking high and searching low and we'll see what I can find
And if I get stopped with the dope
Cops come and take away my home. Try to understand it!

Doctor can you give me something natural instead
Something I can choose to use to erase the pain, distill the rage
Without resorting to what I call synthetic heroin
How can you say it's wrong when it's so right, the medicinal

(Over-the-top guitar solo)

Doctor can you give me something natural instead
Something I can choose to use to erase the pain, distill the rage
Without resorting to what I call synthetic heroin
Doctor can you give me something that's good for me, and safe when eaten
Doctor can you give me something that's better for my head
Something I can choose to use to erase the pain, toke as needed
After all we both acknowledge herbal medicine
How can you say it's wrong when it's so right, the medicinal
Just sacrifice the law and write me a prescription for some pot

Can you hear me? Let's roll!