Weed On Lyrics

Hate it in the morning when I wake up and I'm not
stoned
It makes me feel like i just don't know whats goin on.
Walk into the kitchen, put the elements on.
Where are the knives with the handles made of bone

Everybody's talking but I just can't get myself
involved
Thousand conversations but the whole f*ckin room leaves
me cold.
See a million faces but i feel so alone,
Sneak into the toilet and pack myself a cone.

Weed on green man weed on green woman!
Weed on green man weed on green woman!

Turn on the tv, thousand channels but i think i seen
them all,
This show's so borin that I might as well be starin at the wall.
Pick up the phone and i call up my man,
Twenty minutes later got a tinny in my hand

Weed on green man weed on green woman!
Weed on green man weed on green woman!

Everybody light up!
Everybody light up!
Everybody light up now..
Everybody light up!

Walk into the kitchen, put the elements on.
Where are the knives with the handles made of gold?

Weed on green man weed on green woman!
Weed on green man weed on green woman!
Weed on! Green man! Weed on! Green Woman!
Weed on! Everybody weed on!

Hate it in the morning when I wake up and I'm not
stoned

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