Song Length |
3:21 |
Genre |
Rock - General, Pop - General |
Tempo |
Medium (111 - 130) |
Lead Vocal |
Male Vocal |
Mood |
Sociable, Diplomatic |
Subject |
Pot, Change |
Similar Artists |
Bob Marley And The Wailers |
Language |
English |
Era |
2000 and later |
| |
Lyrics
LOVE IN GREEN
By
David Skinner
Sitting in my room
At 4:20 in the afternoon
I?m loading up my Bong
To my favorite Rasta song
Cause were all that sly
As sly as stoners can be
We toke up everyday of the week
Were hippies in suites
Free thinkers and teachers
See?ers of the truth
Writers, poets and singers
Speakers of the truth
Not beyond comprehension
Revealing the truth
Is not Big Bro?s intention
There you are
Popped up from a seed
All grown up
With a nice tint of green
Teasing us all
With your brown hair fluff
And going up my fingers
With your white creamy stuff
As I break you down
From that pound
It?s less apparent
But profound
I loved you since the 1st day
I love you Mary Jane
Don?t preach to me
With your hypocrisy
With propaganda mastered
Behind some secrecy
Creating and spreading
The unconsciousness disease
That spreads through our society
From sea to shining sea
Sitting in my room
At 4:20 in the afternoon
I?m loading up my Bong
To my favorite Rasta song
Cause were all that sly
As sly as stoners can be
We toke up everyday of the week
Hey! You know what I think?
I think weed is the cure
To this subliminal disease
Striking sea to shining sea
Rampid on every TV
Followed up in every
Weekly magazine
Put a puppet in the white house
Or up on a movie screen
Doesn?t really matter
Cause they all smoke the green
Put a puppet in the white house
Or up on a movie screen
Doesn?t really matter
Cause they all smoke the green