Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song The Head's Lament, artist - Jesse Winchester. Album song Black Dog, in the genre Кантри
Date of issue: 21.12.2015
Record label: Bringins
Song language: English
The Head's Lament |
Well, when I got home from work last night |
I headed straight for my stash |
'Cause I wanted some of my private blend |
Which is two parts grass to one part hash |
Well, when I got to my little secret hiding place |
And I checked out my little plastic bag |
Well, there wasn’t a speck of that nice leaf left |
And I felt my whole spirit sag |
There’s nothing but twigs and seeds |
Twigs and seeds |
And they sure don’t deliver the punch |
That this ole head needs |
So I phoned up my old connection and I said |
«Look, Richard, this is an emergency, man |
Look, I have just discovered that I am |
Fresh out of that herb that’s so dear to me |
You know what I mean man?» |
He said, Look, Jesse, I’d like to help you, man" |
Said, «I'm in business to supply you with the |
weed, you know |
But the man just busted a whole huge shipment |
of mine |
And now everyone in town’s smokin' |
twigs and seeds"(that's right) |
There’s nothing but twigs and seeds |
Twigs and seeds |
And they sure don’t deliver the punch |
That this old head needs |
So you have morning glory seeds and nutmeg |
And LSD and model airplane glue |
And peyote buttons an' Methedrine, Benzedrine, |
Hexedrine |
Someone said banana peels would do |
Let us say the use of these various hallucinogrens |
Was somehow no longer a legal misdeed |
Well, man, I still think there ought to be some |
sort of law |
About possession of nothin' but twigs and seeds |
There’s nothing but twigs and seeds |
Twigs and seeds |
And they sure don’t deliver the punch |
That this old head needs |