Asylum Street Spankers Winning The War On Drugs Lyrics

In my La-Z-Boy just a-watchin' my TV
There's something that the newman can't explain to me
Maybe I'm just paranoid as I set my reefer down
If there's a war on drugs goin' on, how come they're all around?

But we're winnin' the war on drugs, we're winnin' the war on drugs
Praise the lord and pass the bong we're winnin' the war on drugs
You can grow'em in your back yard, score 'em off the thugs
Put your hands against the car we're winnin' the war on drugs

Tony scored ten kilos from a pair of shiny black shoes
with an eagle in his haircut and an earphone on his tongue
After he got busted he couldn't make no bail
But they're makin' money off the stash, and money on the jail

But we're winnin' the war on drugs, we're winnin' the war on drugs
Praise the lord and pass the bong we're winnin' the war on drugs
You can grow'em in your basement, or score 'em off the thugs Put your hands against the car we're winnin' the war on drugs

I think about Bill Hicks and the laughter he creates
By burning all your records 'cause the artists were all baked
On this earth there's flowers, fungus, herbs and weeds to take
If those things are illegal, then God made a mistake

But we're winnin' the war on drugs, we're winnin' the war on drugs
Praise the lord and pass the bong we're winnin' the war on drugs
You can grow'em in your closet, or score 'em off the thugs
Put your hands against the car we're winnin' the war on drugs
Yeah, we're winnin' the war on drugs, we're winnin' the war on drugs
Praise the lord and pass the bong we're winnin' the war on drugs
You can grow'em in your back yard, score 'em off the thugs
Put your hands against the car we're winnin' the war on drugs
Put your hands against the car we're winnin' the war on drugs