THE GANJA SONG
I am the Budha, the maharaja of ganja
Sancho Panza that drops his ashes on all the celebs,
More sex appeal than Godzilla, as manly as Attila
Enjoying myself with some weed and a hooka
Yeah, I'm so high - call me "Mastulyo"
Get as high as possible and see you double
Surprise I'm inside your brain
The Shabak catches you again
and delivers revolution
As infectious as Streptococcus
and as sticky as mucus
Hocus pocus, a philosopher is born
Mother of Zeus I'm a hero like Perseus
A rocket to the membranes and I fly like Icarus
I pull out a sweet leaf,
have a party with the green
I'm a law-breaker but I see afar
So don't worry, mister officer,
the fun (also: hash) here is alright
Milk and honey...
You cannot break us,
not with a thousand police cars
If the prime-minister will come,
we'll give him a joint too
Don't make angry faces at me, mister officer
I'm not afraid of you,
I just light me up another one and say:
(X2)
Mister Officer,
why I have to hide in order to smoke?
I'm not hurting anyone so why are you arresting?
Loosen up, I not asking for more
Because if we give up on this one,
then tomorrow it will be something else
When I go to the park, and smoke a small joint
The police are waiting around the corner
Who decides here what is right or wrong?
Who gave you judgment over god's creation?
Because I don't take Trips
And cocaine and tobacco make me sick
It's just a splif were smoking here
To escape the reality that you are creating
You cannot break us,
not with a thousand police cars...
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