High Times Anthem

(mmm-hmmm) Bong and my joint is so good

(so good, yeah)

I love weed

Rolling up a paper in the afternoon haze

Watching all the trouble drift away in a daze

Simple kind of feeling,

steady and slow

Letting the heavy rhythm

take us where we go (take us where we

go-ooh-woah)

Bong and my joint is so good (mmmmm-mmm)

I love weed

(echoing:

love weed... love weed...)

(so good, so warm,

so free)