When I'm near to you
I'm nearly poor
And that's new to me
You build me up
Then you brought me down
Secretly
I was for you
Body and soul
Now I'm trapped in a deep hole
Kool-Aid
I drank the Kool-Aid
You said the poor were closing in
And I had to leave
The war on them
Was a righteous thing
And I believed
And with my gun
I took a stand
Against that brown, yellow and tan
Kool-Aid
I drank your Kool-Aid
But the day came
When I found
My little jug was gone
Now how am I supposed to tell
My little wife at home?
Because she thinks
That you will make
Everything alright
But she's over there a-sleeping
And I'm smoking menthol cigarettes all night
Kool-Aid
All around my brain
What shall I do?
Help me please
'Cause I can't shake
I have no hope
I could be wrong
But all I got is just about gone
Kool-Aid
I drank your Kool-Aid
Kool-Aid
All your cool Kool-Aid, I really did
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