S.T.G.:
Tell me just if you want PCP,
One puff and boom, you're tripping on LSD.
So please tell me why don't you smoke crack anymore,
Cause right now I'm crying outside the door of your druggie store


We'll just take a little hit from weed,
A little hit from crack
Cancer-cells I don't need
Now we're acting whack.
A little bit of laughs
A little cells from the brain,
I'm telling you, Hippie
We're smoking the same old drug.

This, whatever you make it to be
Fire lighted set on this single weed leaf
So please Billy, try and use weed for what it's good for
It will make us all high,
It's knocking down the door of your druggie store

We'll just take a little hit from weed,
A little hit from crack
Cancer-cells I don't need
Now we're acting whack.
A little bit of laughs
A little cells from the brain,
I'm telling you, Hippie
We're smoking the same old drug.

Billy Florio:
We're smoking the same old drug
You roll it
You toke it
You smoke it
You know it
You need it
The clean sh*t
Or else what....

(Guitar solo)

Billy Florio:
Make me feel good, yeah

S.T.G.:
So please tell me why don't you trip acid anymore?
Cause right now I'm piping outside the door of my druggie store

Billy Florio:
We're smoking the same old drug
You roll it
You toke it
You smoke it
You know it
You need it
The clean sh*t
Or else what...


S.T.G.:
We're smoking the same old drug.
We're smoking the same old drug.
Yeah, it's the same old drug.

Roll weed.
Engulf speed.
Please light weed,
(Bakes me real good, yeah)