If every drunk had a bottle
If every addict had some crack
For every bum an occupation
Then life wouldn't be so bad

But every tool's a broken tool
And such a tool are you
And every night you ask yourself
And wonder if it's true...

Is there life after drugs?
Some things are certain
And some things I'm not sure of...oh, oh...
Like getting drunk when I drink
And high with my thugs
But is there life after drugs?

You gave me a headache
But that's not all that you gave
No...
You got me a big break
Of some drug money that is

And when I walk down my street
The homeless I see
No...
And by the looks on their faces
They say drugs did this to me

Is there life after drugs?
Some things are certain
And some things I'm not sure of...oh, oh...
Like getting drunk when I drink
And high with my thugs
But is there life after drugs?

Here they come
There they go
They're hallucinating you know
They're just there
No purpose they serve
It's their life
They have no right
To live and here we go again...

Is there life after drugs?
Some things are certain
And some things I'm not sure of...oh, oh...
Like getting drunk when I drink
And high with my thugs
But is there life after drugs?
Is there life after drugs?