I wake and Bake Everyday, Get so stoned I cant see straight. Hit up McD’s, maybe BK And get to class an hour late. Sitting in class, to stoned to see Lay my head on the desk And start to dream Of heaven I Dream In the heaven I see There are stoners about Stoners just like me Smoking it up, smoking on trees We smoke all day Then we smoke all night When the bag is gone We will have a plight But heaven this is So the bag comes back Its full once agen Its contents intact!