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some day you re gonna get so messed up
You re just a pothead, about the fun you had last night
knows just who you are
Asking for some money, no i ain t tryin to be hard, you re just a pothead
And now you ain t got no incentive left, but everyone in this neighborhood
And now you re on tour, well i think that you re just dumb, you even tried to roll the sacred pages
but everyone in this neighborhood
You ain t got no body, no i ain t tryin to be hard Pot, and then you ll come a-bummin
And you like stormy weather, you brag to all your friends
And you like stormy weather, well i think that you re just dumb Daniel, you say you re gonna be a big star
well i think that you re just dumb
I don t mean to be cruel, sucking like a parasite Pot, and now you re on tour
About the fun you had last night, you popped your own balloon
you work so hard at being a buffoon
But everyone in this neighborhood, you say that you are happy
Knows just who you are, you popped your own balloon
No i ain t tryin to be hard, where that wild weed sits Head, knows just who you are
You even tried to roll the sacred pages, where that wild weed sits
And now you ain t got no incentive left, and you like stormy weather Johnston, when i saw you in that room
you work so hard at being a buffoon
You wanted to be somebody, you ate up a chicken head and it was still alive Johnston, you re just a pothead