Wake up in the morning
Wipe the sleep from my eyes
Reach for my stash and zags
Ready to twist one up real fast
For tomorrows seeds them grow up to be bad
And though my clothes are a bit shabby
I still hold my head up high
Rockin this rub a dub style oh oh oohh
But then i think to myself oh lord what can i do
Old mary jane i got to learn to not to love you ohh ohh
Open the door
Reggae music make me feel so irie
Do you wanna get high with me
It'll make you feel real irie
When you rockin with tomorrows bad seeds
But then i think to myself oh lord what can i do