Young man your days are through, So you can't step and fetchit, There's nothing you can do But lie and be depressed... The day is over but before you go, I'll give you sugar, a placebo. I know you feel ill, but I can't catch it. So, here's my bill, it's high and retched. Think about your past, your sins disguise; You'll never get passed into paradise. So take the cure before you die.... Give the purple pill a try