Ladies and Gentlemen 
Fellow Americans 
Lady Americans 
This is James Brown

I wanna talk to you about one of our 
Most deadly 
Killers in the country today

I had a dream the other night, and I 
Was sittin' in my living room 
Dozed off to sleep 
So I start to dreamin'

I dreamed I walked in a place and 
I saw a real strange, weird object 
Standin' up talkin' to the people 
And I found out it was Heroin 
That deadly drug that go in your veins

He says:

I came to this country without a passport 
Ever since then I've been hunted and sought

My little white grains are nothin' but waste 
Soft and deadly and bitter to taste

I'm a world of power and all know it's true 
Use me once and you'll know it, too

I can make a mere schoolboy forget his books 
I can make a world-famous beauty neglect her looks

I can make a good man forsake his wife 
Send a greedy man to prison for the rest of his life

I can make a man forsake his country and flag 
Make a girl sell her body for a five-dollar bag

Some think my adventure's a joy and a thrill 
But I'll put a gun in your hand and make you kill

In cellophane bags I've found my way 
To heads of state and children at play

I'm financed in China, ran in Japan 
I'm respected in Turkey and I'm legal in Siam

I take my addicts and make 'em steal, borrow, beg 
Then they search for a vein in their arm or their leg

So, be you Italian, Jewish, Black or Mex 
I can make the most virile of men forget their sex

So now, no, my man, you must (you know) do your best 
To keep up your habit until your arrest

Now the police have taken you from under my wing 
Do you think they dare defy me, I who am king'

Now, you must lie in that county jail 
Where I can't get to you by visit or mail

So squirm -- with discomfort -- wiggle and cough (hack!) 
Six days of madness, hah! You might throw me off

Curse me in name! Defy me in speech! 
But you'd pick me up right no if I were in your reach

All through your sentence you've become resolved to your fate 
Hear now! younng man and woman, I'll be waitin' at the gate

Don't be afraid, don't run! I'm not chased 
Sure my name is Heroin! You'll be back for a taste

Behold, you're hooked! 
Your foot is in the stirrup 
And make -- haste! 
Mount the steed! 
And ride him well 
For the white horse of heroin 
Will ride you to Hell! 
To Hell! 
Will ride you to Hell! 
Until you are dead! 
Dead, brother! Dead!

This is a revolution of the mind 
Get your mind together 
And get away from drugs! 
That's the man! 
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