It was long ago, seems like a dream
the day i sucked the air from a bottle of whiped cream
and i got real high, and things got real slow
and i started talking like this
What's goin on i don't know
and then i sold my car for Greatfull Dead ticket
and my dad yeld at me and he grounded me
and he said i was a dick it was the worst day of my life
and i'll never forget,
but the very next day i was doing bong hits
in the back of my brand new Chevette
so don't tell me, we're winning the war on drugs
cus drugs are like a big old can of raid
and you're all little bugs
and don't tell me, to not get high
cus i'm as low as i can get without kissing your ass
and blowing you at the same time
man don't tell me about love and peace
when one of the johnses has a hand gun pointed at me
don't tell me to just say no
I'm an adict, i say no to letting it go
what ever happen to sex durgs and rock n roll
now we just have aids, crack and techno