It was long ago
Seems like a dream
The day I s**ed the air
From a bottle of whipped cream
And I got real high
And things got real slow
And "I started talking like this"
What's goin' on, I don't know
And then I sold my car
For a Grateful Dead ticket
My dad yelled at me
He grounded me
And he said I was a dick
It was the worst day of my life
And I'll never forget
That the very next day I was doing bong hits
In the back of my friend's Chevette
So don't tell me we're winning the war on d**
Cause d** are like a big old can of Raid
And you're all little bugs
And don't tell me to not get high
'Cause I'm as low as I can get without kissin' your a**
And blowin' you at the same time
Man, don't tell me about love and peace
When one of the Jones' has a handgun pointed at me
Don't tell me to "Just say no"
I'm an addict, I say no to lettin' it go
What ever happened to s**, d**, and rock and roll?
Now we just have AIDS, crack and techno
So they busted me - so I say "f** them" - for selling dope
And I went to jail and I wasn't forgiven
Like that little f**er who shot the Pope
And they said I had the right to remain silent
But they couldn't explain
And I didn't resist, no I wasn't violent
'Cause all I've ever wanted was the right to remain
And they questioned me, and they asked my "why"
I said, I don't think I should be shot for sellin' pot
It's just my little way of saying "hi"
And now my record's all f**ed up
And I'm not allowed to vote
And two times a week they make me piss in a cup
But what I wanna do is piss down their throats
Man, don't tell me about love and peace
When one of the Jones' has a handgun pointed at me
Don't tell me to "Just say no"
I'm an addict, I say no to lettin' it go
What ever happened to s**, d**, and rock and roll?
Now we just have AIDS, crack, and techno
"OK, here's the sensitive part."
And they told me that times had changed
That our parents had Hendrix, Janis and Jim
But what about River Phoenix and Kurt Cobain?
And they told me to praise the lord
But I've been waitin' for so long for him to call me back
I think I'm gonna go pray at Betty Ford
And they told me that life is fair
But I can't smoke a plant that was made by God
But I can k** my wife if I'm a football player
And they told me, yeah they told me, to just ignore
But I'd rather smoke crack out of Nancy Reagan's skull
While gettin' a blow job from Tipper Gore
And man, don't tell me about love and peace
When one of the Jones' has a handgun pointed at me
Don't tell me to "Just say no"
I'm an addict, I say no to lettin' it go
What ever happened to s**, d**, and rock and roll?
Now we just have AIDS, crack, and techno