Kool-Aid - Ry Cooder

When I’m near to you I’m nearly poor and that’s new to me

You built me up, then you brought me down secretly

I was for you body and soul, now I’m trapped in a deep hold

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

With my gun, I took a stand against black, brown, yellow, and tan

Kool-Aid, I drank your Kool-Aid

But the day came when I found my little job was gone

Now how 'm I supposed to tell my little wife at home

Because she thinks that you will make everything all right

But she’s over there asleep 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 change

I have no hope, I could be wrong

But all I got is just about gone

Kool-Aid, I drank you Kool-Aid

Kool-Aid, all your cool Kool-Aid

I really did