Everybody's gotta tonic
Weed is my chronic
Let's lift our minds off the ground
Everybody's gotta power
Every soul is a flower
Unfurled, the spirits abound
Everybody's gotta free up sometime.
Cellular relax, floating sublime,
Loose collar, m.i.a., bad boy for a day,
Good-for-nothing, or no one but yourself, as they say.
Smell the sun, taste the wind, and clearing the mind
Everything's alright with a good unwind
Everybody's gotta need to touch the sky.
Reach for your substance, let's get high,
In a quiet focus to meditate
Or to reason, or to ruminate.
We make our own atmosphere, no matter where
One partakes, two forgive, and I'll meet you there
Everybody's gotta have a place to run.
A private space far beyond the sun.
Where, just you, me and our circumstance
Are who we see, and not by chance.
In a place of bright mist ...our colors of purpose
Where spirits reveal what no man can show us
Everybody's gotta take a hit now and then,
So keep your judgements to yourself, my friend.
To be honest, you like me better in this state
Cos you know, otherwise we'll irritate and grate
on each other's lifestyles. Different drugs, you and I
But one sip, one smoke, and together we'll fly