I smoke a bowl, to pay the toll That takes me down this dusty road. My brain is fried, crumbled and dried It’s covered with resin but damn I'm high. I Roll up a jibber, and smoke on it hither My high gets bigger, as you call for it thither. But I ant goanna pass it, are you high on acid? If you wanna get plastered, then roll your own, bastard Pack up the bong, just like cheech and chong. We’ll smoke all night long, get lost in the fog I’m stoned with a twitch, in a time we will switch Need to get me a bitch, I can get stoned with.