Smoking the Grass

TTTO “Flatten the Grass”, Echo’s Children

I find in the evenings three times out of ten

I need to relax and let steam off my brain

I smoke me some weed and my mind seems to clear

And though it’s illegal, it’s safer than beer

Now I’m a felon, though I did no harm

The world is messed up if it causes alarm

Repeat propaganda again and again

It still won’t convince me to cease and abstain

[Chorus]

Smoking the grass, smoking the grass

There is no reason to not smoke the grass

Smoking the grass, smoking the grass

There is no reason to not smoke the grass

Drug propaganda has started the war

Watch all the death and observe all the gore

This policy looks like it’s all out of whack

It must be derailed and then thrown off its track

But we aren’t square and we don’t fit the mold

Spirits are free, we don’t do what we’re told

But we are not dangerous, I should remark

Why do they want us all locked in the dark?

Teachers all say “on drugs don’t take a chance”

I barely look up as I spare them a glance

“This is your mind” no attention I’ve paid

It is just a cartoon meant to make us afraid

They are being robots, just saying their lines

And I can’t really stand to hear more of their whines

Real facts they will not bring, or I would concede

Until they do that though, I’ll keep smoking weed

Peterkin told me he’s got on the side

Some stuff guaranteed for a wonderful ride

I tried dropping acid while high on the grass

Learned some cool things that you won’t see in class

The people who keep on just harping like crows

A mind that is open, they wish it would close

I think this is stupid, and I hope somehow

They’ll stop with the laws that the grass disallow