Unlimited doses, choices my coffee in the morning I don't descern it
Living it off the grid,
I don't wanna say we flipped out your
static is messing with our perspective.
Give us a break, roll up a J to help our creative juices run loose.
We're four different animals sown together; a Nuisance?
Is that what they call it when you
don't correlate or respond to their traffic?
Responding to traffic is fine, and you could curse all you want.
I swear with every word this mouth
whips out, the Universe bears a sun.
Woe is me, I wanna see the galaxy.
When I fly on my sweet amanita, señorita.
Amanita, señorita.
Woe is me, I wanna see the galaxy
As I rely on my sweet amanita, señorita.
Amanita, señorita.
When everything fades, I'd be careful with choosing your vices.
We got more flows and doses than Heisenberg got foes.
And yours truly, with your boy Slim with his Ups,
Jojo and Charlie filling their lungs with truth on
the spliff, I pull the trigger with liqour in the gun.
I'd never tell you how many bottles of rum we flung out the window.
Or how many roaches we killed.
Call us criminal, it's fine
Cause we got nothing but goodvibes.
And some pure, pure Junkie Love.
Woe is me, I wanna see the galaxy
As I rely on my sweet amanita, señorita.
Amanita, señorita.

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