I take a puff from the joint I smoke,
Can't explain the buzz I get when the weed,
Gives me cottonmouth.
My eyes get glazed.
And I'm high off of this blunt,
I can't drive home because,
I think the cops will pull me over, now.
Like yesterday.

After lunches I get stoned,
If a cop asks, say I'm not home.
I'm always happy when I'm stoned.

Another empty pipe again,
LSD, my only friend,
Hallucinigens don't add up,
To what they should be.
And I try not to smoke weed,
But the bong is pleading that it needs to be filled,
With a plant,
I'll help it's need.

Before dinner I get stoned,
If a cop asks, say I'm not home.
I'm always happy when I'm stoned.

I'm high as a kite,
Don't know left from right.
This buzz is out of sight,
I'm so high.

I can't walk straight,
I can't contemplate,
And I fall straight to the floor.

Before breakfast I get stoned,
If my mom asks, I'll ask "Want some?"
I'm always happy when I'm stoned.
I try to smoke my weed alone,
In an alley, or my home,
Stoned.