The Medicine Man came to town in a big black van
He carried his pills and elixirs in a heavy bag
Well, he promised us the cure only if we give him the coin
No one was aware for a second of the cult we'd joined
Well the Medicine Man holds the people's fate in his hand
He keeps us barely sick enough to not be able to take a stand
He promised us life, but really he's an angel of death
Because our problems can't be solved with opioids, Xanax or meth
Medicine Man, with your sterile mask
Won't you let us go, is it too much to ask
'Cause we're dying by the millions
You're stacking up your billions
I think that you're the one who's sick
Tell me, after everyone's overdosed
What's your plan
The Medicine Man
Takes whatever he can
He swallowed the keys and locked up Uncle Sam
He's one of the Horsemen, his mind is a fortress
Get out while you can
Capitalism feeds off addiction
Called pharmaceutical business
There's people dying, doctor please
What happens when medicine is the disease
Just take your prescription
To treat your affliction
Don't think of your growing addiction
If you're feeling ill, could be fentanyl
They're treating the poor with a drug that could kill
'Cause why cure them once and for all
Especially if money's involved
They keep writing scripts, no pain left to fix
Oxycontin, Xanax, Adderall
Medicine Man, with your sterile mask
Won't you let us go, is it too much to ask
'Cause we're dying by the millions
You're stacking up your billions
I think that you're the one who's sick
Tell me, after everyone's overdosed
What's your plan
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The Medicine Man came to town in a big black van
He carried his pills and elixirs in a heavy bag
Well, he promised us the cure only if we give him the coin
No one was aware for a second of the cult we'd joined
Well the Medicine Man holds the people's fate in his hand
He keeps us barely sick enough to not be able to take a stand
He promised us life, but really he's an angel of death
Because our problems can't be solved with opioids, Xanax or meth
Medicine Man, with your sterile mask
Won't you let us go, is it too much to ask
'Cause we're dying by the millions
You're stacking up your billions
I think that you're the one who's sick
Tell me, after everyone's overdosed
What's your plan
The Medicine Man
Takes whatever he can
He swallowed the keys and locked up Uncle Sam
He's one of the Horsemen, his mind is a fortress
Get out while you can
Capitalism feeds off addiction
Called pharmaceutical business
There's people dying, doctor please
What happens when medicine is the disease
Just take your prescription
To treat your affliction
Don't think of your growing addiction
If you're feeling ill, could be fentanyl
They're treating the poor with a drug that could kill
'Cause why cure them once and for all
Especially if money's involved
They keep writing scripts, no pain left to fix
Oxycontin, Xanax, Adderall
Medicine Man, with your sterile mask
Won't you let us go, is it too much to ask
'Cause we're dying by the millions
You're stacking up your billions
I think that you're the one who's sick
Tell me, after everyone's overdosed
What's your plan
He carried his pills and elixirs in a heavy bag
Well, he promised us the cure only if we give him the coin
No one was aware for a second of the cult we'd joined
Well the Medicine Man holds the people's fate in his hand
He keeps us barely sick enough to not be able to take a stand
He promised us life, but really he's an angel of death
Because our problems can't be solved with opioids, Xanax or meth
Medicine Man, with your sterile mask
Won't you let us go, is it too much to ask
'Cause we're dying by the millions
You're stacking up your billions
I think that you're the one who's sick
Tell me, after everyone's overdosed
What's your plan
The Medicine Man
Takes whatever he can
He swallowed the keys and locked up Uncle Sam
He's one of the Horsemen, his mind is a fortress
Get out while you can
Capitalism feeds off addiction
Called pharmaceutical business
There's people dying, doctor please
What happens when medicine is the disease
Just take your prescription
To treat your affliction
Don't think of your growing addiction
If you're feeling ill, could be fentanyl
They're treating the poor with a drug that could kill
'Cause why cure them once and for all
Especially if money's involved
They keep writing scripts, no pain left to fix
Oxycontin, Xanax, Adderall
Medicine Man, with your sterile mask
Won't you let us go, is it too much to ask
'Cause we're dying by the millions
You're stacking up your billions
I think that you're the one who's sick
Tell me, after everyone's overdosed
What's your plan
Writer: Nathan Looney, Nik Hellervik
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