

Mike Honcho
staring deep into the sun
High coming at ya like a bullet from a gun
Just a drug rug poncho
in the summer heat (yeah)
Mushrooms to make it all make sense (all make
sense)
Underneath the desert sun,
so intense
Sunburnt Honcho
looking for a sign
Lost inside the patterns
of a bending line
Drug rug poncho
flapping in the dusty breeze (ooh)
Mushrooms to make it all make sense (all make sense)
Underneath the desert sun,
so intense
Staring into the sun...
(high coming at ya)