MDMAzing
Good morning Reverend
It's uh, Howard Marks calling
Look
You really mustn't release this track, mate
Or even play it live
You're glorifying drugs like
You're saying they're cool
But don't forget drugs make people irrational
Drugs make people irrational
Especially those people who don't take them
Like your mother

So my mum knows about the weed I smoke
It's the E's and coke make her mad, y'know
That make her wanna flip and make her smack some blow
Rain and pills and those she knows
My mom says, "son, stop"
But she don't know about the pills I got
E's from a geezer make you rock
And you hit the top when the bassline drops
I think I drink too
I think I snort too
I think I smoke too much
And if I sink to my knees I ought to
Get me some hope and such

If we pray, pray, we pray and pray
We pray that it'll go away
But I can't help praying that I wish it stays
Oh, we could just get fucked for days

C'mon now, let's get mashed
Let's get munt'red, let's get trashed
Let's go out and blow some cash
On shit we don't need
C'mon now, let's get mashed
Let's get munt'red, let's get trashed
Let's go out and blow some cash
On shit we don't need

My mum don't know about the E's I pop, the weed I smoke
She knows but she thieves a lot
So much coke in my nose it can easily rot
Like ya know what I burrow when I see the cops, stop
I've got to hide my shit
Before they find my shit
And I don't wanna loan it to anyone because
I really like my shit
You know, I'm stoned, I'm a sky-high-atrist
So if you're feeling low, then take a try of this
C'mon now, let's get mashed
Let's get munt'red, let's get trashed
Let's go out and blow some cash
On shit we don't need
C'mon now, let's get mashed
Let's get munt'red, let's get trashed
Let's go out and blow some cash
On shit we don't need

My mum knows about the weed I burn
She's just lursh, she's heard the word
Must've had a word with a dickie bird
Who told her I'm a junkie
Mum says, "son, please"
I said, "mother, it's not like I'm diseased"
Every now and then we take a couple of E's
And get a little funky

I think I drink too
I think I snort too
I think I smoke too much
And if I sink to my knees I ought to
Get me some hope and such

C'mon now, let's get mashed
Let's get munt'red, let's get trashed
Let's go out and blow some cash
On shit we don't need
C'mon now, let's get mashed
Let's get munt'red, let's get trashed
Let's go out and blow some cash
On shit we don't need
C'mon now, let's get mashed
Let's get munt'red, let's get trashed
Let's go out and blow some cash
On shit we don't need
C'mon now, let's get mashed
Let's get munt'red, let's get trashed
Let's go out and blow some cash
On shit we don't need