My gift is my bong
and this hits for you
and you can call everybody
to tell them you're stoned
it may be quite simple but
now that you're blown
I hope you don't mind
I hope you don't mind
that I put down in words
how wonderful weed is
now you're in the world
We sat on the roof
and you called your boss
said 'some of these voices
well they've...
they got me quite cross...'
but the blunts been kind
and so now we're gone
it's for people like you that
keep the sky on
excuse me forgetting
but the whole world is doomed
you see I've just realized
that our skin should be blue
well now the thing is
what I really mean
yours are the reddest eyes
ive ever seen
and you can call everybody
to tell them you're stoned
it may be quite simple but
now that you're blown
I hope you don't mind
I hope you don't mind
that I put down in words
how wonderful weed is
now you're in the world
I hope you don't mind
I hope you don't mind
that I put down in words
how wonderful weed is
now you're in the world