Whatever I write
Down on this page
Is never gonna make sense
Cause I've been high as funk
The past few days
And both my lungs are a felony offense
Well I'd love to help you out sir
But you're just not worth my time
Unless you got some cash for me, I'm gonna go clear my mind
(You see the signs) And you just fall in line
(You say you will) Will ya join up with the revolution
(The sun won't shine) Until you're here tomorrow
It's enough to sell your soul for sorrow
Whatever I see
On this day
Is never gonna make sense
I've been high as funk
The past few days
I move a little slower every step I take
Got dark shades
To block what I see
And it feels like everyone's staring at me
(You see the signs) And you just fall in line
(You say you will) Will ya join up with the revolution
(The sun won't shine) Until you're here tomorrow
It's enough to sell your soul for sorrow
(Now I'm coughing up a super duper cloud)