Tom Lehrer – The Old Dope Peddler

Tom Lehrer oli pianisti ja erikoistunut parodioihin. Tämä diilerikuvauskin on väännetty 40-luvun Kay Kyserin hitistä The Old Lamp-Lighter.

”When the shades of night are falling,
Comes a fellow evryone knows,
It’s the old dope peddler,
Spreading joy wherever he goes.
Evry evening you will find him,
Around our neighborhood.
It’s the old dope peddler
Doing well by doing good.

He gives the kids free samples,
Because he knows full well
That today’s young innocent faces
Will be tomorrow’s clientèle.
Here’s a cure for all your troubles,
Here’s an end to all distress.
It’s the old dope peddler
With his powdered ha-happiness.”

Sleep – Dopesmoker

Sleepiä pidetään yhtenä ensimmäisistä Stoner-bändeistä. Heidän kolmas albuminsa ei syntynyt aivan kivuitta. Albumilla oli vain yksi tunninmittainen biisi eli tämä Dopesmoker, josta myös levyn nimeä kaavailtiin. Levy-yhtiö piti kuitenkin albumia kaupallisena itsemurhana. Niinpä Sleep uudelleennauhoitti biisin, lyhentäen sitä noin viitenkymmeneen minuuttiin ja muuttaen nimen Jerusalemiksi. Ei kelvannut edelleenkään levy-yhtiölle. Tästä turhautuneena Sleep hajosi.

Myöhemmin toinen levy-yhtiö kuitenkin suostui albumin julkaisemaan. Näin Jerusalem näki päivänvalon 1999. Ja lopulta 2003 he julkaisivat myös alkuperäisen Dopesmoker-nauhoituksen. Sanathat kuvaavat juuri sitä, mitä biisin nimi lupaakin.

Tom Waits – Christmas Card from a Hooker in Minneapolis

Voi jestas, että on hienosti kirjoitettu tarina! Kuin suoraan addiktin sydämestä. Viimeinen säkeistö naulaa tämän todella hienosti.

”hey charlie i’m pregnant
and living on the 9th street
right above a dirty bookstore
off euclid avenue
and i stopped takin dope
and i quit drinkin whiskey
and my old man plays the trombone
and works out at the track

and he says that he loves me
even though its not his baby
and he says that he’ll raise him up
like he would his own son
and he gave me a ring
that was worn by his mother
and he takes me out dancin
every saturday night.

and hey charlie i think about you
everytime i pass a fillin station
on account of all the grease
you used to wear in your hair
and i still have that record
of little anthony & the imperials
but someone stole my record player
now how do you like that?

hey charlie i almost went crazy
after mario got busted
so i went back to omaha to
live with my folks
but everyone i used to know
was either dead or in prison
so i came back to minneapolis
this time i think i’m gonna stay.

hey charlie i think i’m happy
for the first time since my accident
and i wish i had all the money
that we used to spend on dope
i’d buy me a used car lot
and i wouldn’t sell any of em
i’d just drive a different car
every day, dependin on how
i feel

hey charlie for chrissakes
do you want to know the
truth of it?
i don’t have a husband
he don’t play the trombone
and i need to borrow money
to pay this lawyer
and charlie, hey
i’ll be eligible for parole
come valentines day”

Ice-T – I’m Your Pusher

Ice-T on biisissä diileri, joka diilaa musiikkian.

”Yo,it’s time for me to pump the volume
No problem,the record’s revolvin’
Evil’s the mixer,I’m the rap trixister
Paparazzi on the bum rush for pictures
Ice,coolin’,yo colder than ever
Punk executioner E pull the lever
Rotate the wax tehn cut an’axe the tracks
Push up the levels till the red lights max
Don’t try to size up,you better wise up
To the rap criminals,we’re succeeded
Dope beats and lyrics,no beepers needed
For this drug deal,I’m the big wheel
The dope I’m sellin’,you don’t smoke,you feel
Out on the dance floor,on my world tour
I’m sellin’ dope in each and every record store
I’m the king pin when the wax spins
Crack or smack will take you to a sure end
You don’t need it,just throw that stuff away
You wanna get high?Let the record play”

Curtis Mayfield- Freddie’s Dead

Tässä lauletaan aivan hemmetinmoisen liikuttavasti hyväksikäytetyn pikkunistin kuolemasta. Upea biisi.

”Freddie’s dead
That’s what I said
Let the rap a plan
Said he’d see him home
But his hope was a rope
And he should’ve known
It’s hard to understand
That there’s love in this man
I’m sure all would agree
That his misery was his
Woman and things
Now Freddie’s dead
That’s what I said

Everybody’s misused him
Ripped him up and abused him
Another junkie plan
Pushing dope for the man
A terrible blow
But that’s how it goes
A Freddie’s on the corner now
If you want to be a junkie, wow
Remember Freddie’s dead”

Leftöver Crack – Drug Song

”I wake up and every single day
people make me sick and get in my way.
So you take a load of and you smoke a little pot,
I drink robitussin and drink alcohol alot.

The drug song, the drug song
so all you little followers come up and sing along.
Sing along, sing along.
so toke and raise your bottles to the fuckin drug song.

Smoking dust is happiness, to you im nice and crazy,
when i wake up from my coma and my everything is hazy.
Your smokin crack, your shootin dope it used to be so fun
but now i wanna rule the world and torture everyone.

The drug song, the drug song.
if your workin for the white man then jump up and sing along.
Sing along, sing along.
so toke and raise your bottles to the fuckin drug song.”