[instrumental intro]

{Dude...that was some great smoke, yeah}
{Righteous dope, yeah, great "doob"}

That dope was Righteous, was some really fine "doob"
It was so freakin' good, I sat there and drooled
My head was way "out there", for certain, was true
That sure was Righteous dope, man
{Righteous dope, my man}

Oh man, I was so spaced, right out of my gourd
I felt alright, yeah, but my balance was poor
I was real wasted, but still I smoked some more
Then raved like some damn dim-wit
{Yeah, I raved, for sure}
{Like some stoned-out jerk}

That was some Righteous dope, man
Wonderful smoke, 'twas true
Made me one real high bloke, man
With each further puff I drew

[brief instrumental break]
{Got me screwed up, man}
{Got me wasted, yeah}

{I was one wasted pup}
{Yeah, I was so high}
{Now I'm not sure which way is up}
{'cause my head's too damned tight}

Made me so laid back, my head was in a daze
Was so damn wasted, my thoughts clouded in haze
I sat there speechless, I was lost out in space
the room - it was...a-spinning
{Going 'round and 'round}

My head was jacked-up, yeah, my thoughts were all tangled
I was not acting smart; I reached for this candle
Spilled hot wax on my crotch; It sure burned my "dangle"
Scorched "Stones" bad; had me crowing
{made sounds like hurt crow}
{'Cause I burned my "stones"}

When Righteous dope you're smoking
Some things you should not do
Thinking's not straight, and so, man
With fire you should not screw
{Do not do}

After you have been toking
Righteous, great freaking "boo"
Common sense; it has flown, man
Your "thinker's" been turned to "goo"

[brief instrumental to end]
{Yes, it's true}
{Your brain's now "goo"}
{take it easy, dude}...

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