Story Behind The Song
As a former prison guard, Bob Island is aware that once non-violent offenders are thrown in with hardened criminals, they tend to become hardened themselves, or perish. Although Bob does not personally believe in smoking pot, he is unable to see why some stupid weed should be allowed to overburden the justice system, while creating a huge gang-driven black market similar to the one fostered by alcohol Prohibition in the Thirties. Will we ever learn?
Song Description
This song is a satirical attempt to expose the downside of current Marijuana laws in the USA.
| Song Length |
3:00 |
Genre |
Folk - Contemporary, Country - Contemporary |
| Tempo |
Medium (111 - 130) |
Lead Vocal |
Male Vocal |
| Mood |
Cheerful, Pleasant |
Subject |
Justice, Liberal, Progressive |
| Language |
English |
Era |
2000 and later |
Lyrics
Granny Mary Jane is only ninety-nine,
She looks real good and she's smilin' all the time.
Granny, tell me, how'd you live so long?
She took a little puff, sang a little song:
Gotta quit drinkin', gotta be tobacco-free,
Gotta smoke a little weed...indeed.
Gotta quit drinkin', gotta be tobacco-free,
Gotta smoke a little...
Got a good amigo by the name of Jose,
He got thirteen kids and another one on the way.
Joe, tell me, where'd you get the family?
He took a little toke, passed it on to me.
Gotta quit drinkin', gotta be tobacco-free,
Gotta smoke a little weed...indeed.
Gotta quit drinkin', gotta be tobacco-free,
Gotta smoke a little...
They take a little poison and a little gasoline,
And they make a bunch of pills: purple, yellow, red, and green.
Yellow makes you happy, the green'll make you frown,
Blue makes you horny and the red'll bring you down.
Gotta quit drinkin', gotta be pill-free,
Gotta smoke a little weed...indeed.
Gotta quit drinkin', gotta be drug-free,
Gotta smoke a little...
Weed...indeed.
It's just a weed.
Weed...indeed.
it's just a weed.
They take a billion dollars, lock a lotta kids away,
When they graduate from prison they'll be criminal all the way.
Legislate morality the Prohibition way,
All we did is keep the Mafiosa here to stay.
Gotta quit drinkin', gotta be crime-free,
Gotta smoke a little weed...indeed.
Gotta quit drinkin', gotta be drug-free,
Gotta smoke a little...
Weed...indeed.
It's just a weed.
It ain't a drug, it's just a weed!
Ha, ha, ha, ha...it's just a weed, people!