Lyrics

There’s honest work on my side of the mountain
The honest part is the hardest part and there ain’t no two ways about it
I’ll sing until my lungs burst
Even better with my own words
I’d love to listen to my radio but I can’t stand the static
I need my medicine
I need my medicine
I need my medicine
I need my medicine
I’m picking up a change in the weather
I need my medicine
I couldn’t find my place at your table so I made my own
A faithful grind is a painful grind and for most it’s better left alone
You say to cut my teeth
On the finest of their meat
But I’ve come to learn the hard way
It’s all just gristle and bone
I need my medicine
I need my medicine
I need my medicine
I need my medicine
I’m picking up a change in the weather
I need my medicine
I need my medicine
I need my medicine
I need my medicine
I need my medicine
Oh I need my medicine
Got to have my medicine
Give me my medicine
Oh I need my medicine now
I’m picking up a change in the weather
I need my medicine