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Dangerous
Oh, oh, dangerous, they told us it was dangerous Bad enough to turn your brain to mush, so You’d never better touch the stuff But on the day I turned eighteen In the arms of a beauty queen I was keen to see what would happen if we fired one up
Smoke a joint, get laid (Smoke a joint, get laid) Smoke a joint, get laid (Smoke a joint, get laid) I shall never forget my eighteenth birthday
Oh, oh, dangerous, that’s what they told us growing up They said we never would amount to much, if We started toking up that stuff But when I wrote this here hit song I was hitting on a big-ass bong Man, I was Onward Through The Fog to the big-ass bucks
Smoke a joint, have a hit (Smoke a joint, have a hit) Smoke a joint, have a hit (Smoke a joint, have a hit) It sounds to me like that’s one huge-ass benefit (Huh?) Smoke a joint, have a hit (Smoke a joint, have a hit) Smoke a joint, have a hit (Smoke a joint, have a hit) And furthermore what we were told was all bullshit
Now, technically it’s criminal, but I prefer to call it whimsical The way the magic is so musical and the side effects are minimal
Oh, oh, dangerous, they labeled it as dangerous Oh sure, they let us go get liquored up, but Boy, you’re busted if you puff that stuff Now as the decades pass me by With a wink in the blink of an eye I wonder still, brother, will I ever get enough
Smoke a joint, eat a pie (Smoke a joint, eat a pie) Eat a whole damn pie (Eat a whole damn pie) Ain’t nothing wrong with that as long as you don’t die from eating pie
Smoke a joint, sing a song (Smoke a joint, sing a song) Smoke a joint, sing a song (Smoke a joint, sing a song) It’s only dangerous when other people sing along
Smoke a joint, sing a song (Smoke a joint, sing a song) Smoke a joint, sing a song (Smoke a joint, sing a song) It’s only dangerous when other people sing along
© 2006. Billy Marabella. |
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