First Andrew W.K.'s "Pushing Drugs", now another over-the-top rock act's purchasing them. What next, OK Go starts a meth lab? Seriously though, at least the Electric Six's released a single without the words "fire" or "dance" in the title. Rather than hawking arsony or cutting a rug, Dick Valentine strictly channels Jack Black here, delivering a braggadocious monologue of his swingin' junkie lifestyle.

Over a slightly out-of-tune piano line, Valentine waxes lyrical about his illicit hobby, swelling with pride into an intentionally clumsy breakdown: "Send in a self-addressed stamped envelope to/ P.O. Box 900 Los Angeles, CA/ 90212/ And I will fill your prescription with some degree of accuracy/ Then I'll send it back to you." Unfortunately, the rest of the band's equally diarrhetic approach doesn't come across as so funny, leaving the song pretty unmemorable with its glam yet garden variety power chords and piano riffs. Valentine may deliver the punchline, but no one's warming up the crowd.

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