American_High

A long, long time ago...\nI can still remember \nHow that stuff used to make me smile.\nAnd I knew if I had my chance\nThe day before I\'d smoked those glands\nAnd, maybe, I\'d be happy for a while.\n\nBut february made me shiver\nCuz\' every paper rolled will quiver.\nBad news on the internet;\nI couldn\'t take a drag or hit.\n\nI can\'t remember if I cried\nAs my bong or bubbler just won\'t comply\nThe plants I grew had all just died\nthe day that weed won\'t light\n\nSo bye-bye, to that dank ass good high.\nDrove over to my friends moreover\nnothing would light\nand we sat sober for the longest of time\nthinking fuck I\'m never gana\' get high\nfuck I\'m never gana\' get high\n\nDid you have those seeds you saved\nLooks like they all have misbehaved\nNot sprouting in or outside\ndo you believe in genocide\nCuz\' T H C has gone and died\nI think this epidemic is worldwide\n\nWell now most of us did puff the pipe\nWe did it to get our heads on straight and right\nBut now there\'s no way to smoke\nMan I wish I\'d smoked last night\noh\nThe cops found fields they couldn\'t burn\nCuz\' marijuana\'s lost it\'s turn\nIn Darwinism of the planets germs\nthe day that weed won\'t light\n\nI started singing,\nbye-bye, to that dank ass good high.\nDrove over to my friends moreover\nnothing would light\nand we sat sober for the longest of time\nthinking fuck I\'m never gana\' get high\nfuck I\'m never gana\' get high\n\nnow for millenniums it\'s been fucking grown\nand now this planet won\'t be it\'s home\nbut that\'s not how it use to be\nwhen growers grew in canopies\nor hydroponics with sticky leaves\nthe shit would always seem to please\n\noh, and some bud\'s we\'re just so fucking cool\nwith colors hazed in sticky drool\nAs crystals melt away\nand hermits smoked for days\nand if you cooked it up the high\nwould last longer and let you fly\nbut brownies waste a big supply\nthe day that weed won\'t light\n\nwe were singing,\nbye-bye, to that dank ass good high.\nDrove over to my friends moreover\nnothing would light\nand we sat sober for the longest of time\nthinking fuck I\'m never gana\' get high\nfuck I\'m never gana\' get high\n\nnow there are some pros and cons\nthe sale of alcohol went up tons\nand cigarettes replaced the puff\nas people searched microscopic stuff\nthey couldn\'t find it there\'s just not enough\nand everything I smoked was fluff\n\nI remember like just yesterday\nthe clock stroke midnight and took our haze\ncuz\' bong smoke disappeared\nand all weed got real weird\nsome people weren\'t awake for it\nso they got up and tried to smoke some shit\nbut sadly found it can\'t be lit\nthe day that weed won\'t light\n\nWe were singing,\nbye-bye, to that dank ass good high.\nDrove over to my firneds moreover\nnothing would light\nand we sat sober for the longest of time\nthinking fuck I\'m never gana\' get high\nfuck I\'m never gana get high\n\nOh, and there we were all in one place,\nA generation lost in space\nWith no way to get high again.\nSo come on: potheads hold in your hands\nThe pariphanalia made of burnt sands\nThis pipe I had was my best friend\n\nAnd, on that day I called everyone\nThe same damn problem their plants are done\nNo ph fix could help\nThe roots just won\'t develop\nAnd as the flames climbed high after that night\nTo try and light sacrificial rites,\nI saw satan laughing with delight\nthe day that weed won\'t light\n\nwe were singing,\nbye-bye, to that dank ass good high.\nDrove over to my firneds moreover\nnothing would light\nand we sat sober for the longest of time\nthinking fuck I\'m never gana\' get high\nfuck I\'m never gana get high\n\nI met a girl who dealt the greens\nAnd I asked her if she checked her screens\nBut she just smiled and turned away\nYou see not even resin lights\nIt does no good to scrape those pipes\nTo flame all weed just won\'t obey\n\nAnd in the streets the children screamed\nThe lovers cried and poets dreamed\nBut not a pothead happy\nIn truth we all feel crappie\nAnd the three buds I admire most\nAre skunk and afghan chronic smokes\nNow all are duds if diagnosed\nthe day that weed won\'t light\n\nand they were singing,\nbye-bye, to that dank ass good high.\nDrove over to my firneds moreover\nnothing would light\nand we sat sober for the longest of time\nthinking fuck I\'m never gana\' get high\nfuck I\'m never gana get high\n\nthey were singing,\nbye-bye, to that dank ass good high.\nDrove over to my firneds moreover\nnothing would light\nand we sat sober for the longest of time\nthinking fuck I\'m never gana\' get high

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