Stems

When stems have little buds still on them, they do interesting things to one's mind. That's my excuse for this classic, at least.

"Chill Stoners"

Well, I've emptied just about every single bag around,
I've gone crazy searching for it all over the town
I've scraped my pipe with an exacto knife,
But now I just can't seem to find a light

But other than that, we ain't nothing, just chill stoners

I'd take a toke of any pot, right about now I'm no snob
Sit here and I am writing about it on my little blog,
Well, I smoked the stems in the bag half to death,
If I find more then it ain't finished yet,

But other than that, we ain't nothing, just chill stoners

Chill stoners we're all the same,
Ain't no way we'll ever change
No harm's caused by what we do,
It keeps us out of trouble too
Other than too many snacks once in a while,
We can't help it, it's just our style,
And chill stoners is all we'll ever be

I got a mouth full of ash from my last toke it's sadly true,
I tried to smoke it and I ended up pulling straight through,
Seems like last time I smoked was June
I want to go buy some sweet tooth

But other than that, we ain't nothing, just chill stoners


Chill stoners we're all the same,
Ain't no way we'll ever change
No harm's caused by what we do,
It keeps us out of trouble too
Other than too many snacks once in a while,
We can't help it, it's just out style,
And chill stoners is all we'll ever be

Chill stoners is all we'll ever be