The People's Drug

Got a stupid job, but it's fair money Got a brand new car but I can't drive I've got a sweetheart, I call her honey And I've also got a wife People say that they're depressed But they go out, they're so well dressed What is it that makes them feel that way? Can't get it in no drug store No man's an island, that's for sure And it looks like the world just ran out of things to say So, give me some of the people's drug Give me some of the people's drug Whatever makes you feel that good I'll take it like I know I should So, give me some of the people, people's drug Give me some of the people's drug Pick me up and take me to a movie Give me an ending that I can understand Sell me a rocking soundtrack, make it groovy Give me backstage passes to the band People always whine whine whine Shut up and pay the fine fine fine What's the difference anyway