Smoke and Get High

Yeah, I wanna smoke and get high
And sing my little lady a sweet lullaby
(Repeat)

Yeah, I wanna smoke and get high
Put the global insurrection on hold tonight
Been workin' way too long tryin' to get it tight
Dark studio rooms, all those endless nights
I feel I've died and gone to hell I've lost my fight
Been three Iong years and it's still not quite
Can't seem to slay Goliath, so why do I try?
Just walk away, man, run, flee the fight

Forget about the central banks and all their lies
The corporate-run governments and how they spy
How the media fronts for power, floatin' alibis
How Hollywood is guiding us to our demise
Forget about that cozy life I sacrificed
How I became another prisoner in paradise
I don't wanna think, don't want to wonder why
All I want to do tonight is smoke and get high

[Chorus/Hook]
Just pack it to the top, but not too tight
It needs a little air so hits real nice
Don't constrict the stick, don't clog the pipe
Just pass that mama over, now I'm gonna get high
(Repeat)

Yeah, I wanna smoke and get high
And sing my little lady a sweet lullaby
Lay down beside her, hand on her side
Slowly moves across back to check her vibe
She turns my way and opens up her eyes
They tell me that she's ready, already ripe
Will it be love or discipline that brings delight?
What will take us to that garden of golden light?

That weightless place where there is no time
Where we're free to go our separate ways, free to combine
Where she's free to be herself and where she's free to be mine
The Bible says that if you seek then ye shall find
I want to sing my lady a sweet lullaby
But here I've gone and trapped myself again behind this mic
On lock down in this booth until I get it right
When all I wanted to do tonight is smoke and get high

[Chorus/Hook]
Just pack it to the top, but not too tight
It needs a little air so hits real nice
Don't constrict the stick, don't clog the pipe
Just pass that mama over, now I'm gonna get high
(Repeat)