Stoned Monkey

歌詞

Yeah, pass the pot. See, me, I'm like a robot. I walk along colored street on this Friday. X and DMT prop my step keep me tidy. Near dirty club I see sky of magenta. Let me go, let me in, let me pass through the enter. Above my bug-eyes floats Mister Hoffman. Have a nice day! Shit the pants. It is normal. "-Body go home, you are stoned and so weak! -What? Who am I? Suck the tractor-driver's dick!" Yeah, I got in, it is safe, it's so priceless. Shimmering colors and gyroscope dances. Dizziness coming, I'm climbing the wall. Am I feeling bad? Go to hell, not at all! Everyday, everyday, ever-everyday I think of. I'm searching for the gain. Everyday, everyday, ever-everyday I think of. I'm searching for the gain. Everyday, everyday, ever-everyday I think of. Where to go, how to chill, how to... I'm searching for the gain. Everyday, everyday, ever-everyday I think of. Where to go, how to chill, how to... I'm searching for the gain. Yeah, another pot. It feels like I am a God. My arms are so wet and my eyes are so red. Nobody guesses, if alive or just dead. The Matrix has me it's gotta be acid. Everything's ruffling, should I take some antacid? Colors are fading, my conscious's clearing. Wow wow, slow down, I'm not done with my chilling. Does anyone have any dose of cocaine? Or anything else I can put in my veins. Somebody thought of, Some of them knew. Somebody says, monkey see, Monkey do. So I can spend such a way every day. Don't interfere and move out of my way. Yeah, another pot. It feels like I am a God.