I inhale the sweetest smoke
Of many many times
Lovely joint in my forks
This song is not for mice
I’ll get to the street
To meet the sunrise
And I’ll not see this world of shit
Because now I’m nice
Gee! Baby! I didn’t know what could be cool!
I feel myself like little nice piece of furniture!
And it’s no matter that my thoughts are so high and fool
And now I think that all tea-parties will go on my rules!
[Chorus]
Mmm... uh
Mmm... uh
Mmm... uh
Go bananas from bush