So you think you've found the solution but it's just another illusion.
Herb is the healing of a nation, alcohol is the destruction.
I see you finally got a number to match your IQ.
You open your heart knowing that there's a chance it may be broken one day and in opening your heart, you experience a love and joy that you never dreamed possible.
One bright morning when my work is over I will fly away home.
Excuse me while I light my spliff, Good God I gotta take a lift, From reality I just cant drift, That's why I'm staying with this riff