I got a message I'm addressin'
To the press and the straight edge
A lesson more or less
From a messanger of the brain dead
I'm so blatantly baked every day
There's no need to explain
So this is what I say...

It's OK to smoke pot if you don't get caught
It's OK to be drunk if you're an underage punk
It's OK to go broke on a fat bag of coke
So just sit down,
Shut up...
Pass that crack and lets smoke

It's OK to pop pills if you can't pay the bills
It's OK to drop acid if you're lookin' for a blast
It's OK to sniff glue if there's nothin' to do
Don't be so bold as to assume
That the Dolls don't do it too

I chug a gallon of grain to the brain
Because I'm insane
Mummified on acid, laughing, playin' in the rain
I'll snort a pound of cocaine
And take a blade on a plane
And maybe drain a couple of veins in the name of
Saddam Hussein

It's OK to shoot dope if it helps youto cope
It's OK to take speed if you think it's what you need
It's OK to race ecstacy and chase it with Bacardi
Don't forget to bring enough angel dust
For the DollHouse party

Attention to all the little boys and girls
It's OK to pawn Pappa's watches,
Pocket Momma's pearls
Cuz the more stuff you steal
The more drugs you can buy
And Mommy and Daddy
Would love to watch you get high!

back to lyrics, bitch!