Methadonia

Methadonia
They weeble and they wobble
But they don't fall down
You see the fed has got their back
And they say, it's better than crack
Plus it keeps them mellow and passiveAnd takes them to the land
The land of MethadoniaThere are three around my way
And all day I see them straying
Up the block and down the stairs
Comin' in groups but leaving in pairs
Like suckers with their weeks supply
Your eye and I see you selling the elixir of lifeAnd takes them to the land
The land of Methadonia
And takes them to the land
The land of MethadoniaI see you hangin' on my stoop
You better swoop before I do
Some jammies in your eye
Because the place in which you're sent
By your liquid orange friend
Has kept you from it for so longAnd takes them to the land
The land of Methadonia
And takes them to the land
The land of MethadoniaAnd takes them all fucking to the land
The land of Methadonia