| Gimme the Mary Jane
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| Gimme the Mary Jane
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| Gimme the Mary Jane and Jagermeister (now you’re livin')
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| Gimme the Mary Jane (now you’re livin')
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| Gimme the Mary Jane (now you’re livin')
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| Gimme the Mary Jane and Jagermeister (now you’re livin'…whoa)
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| Gimme the Mary Jane (whoa)
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| Gimme the Mary Jane (whoa)
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| Gimme the Mary Jane and Jagermeister
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| Gimme the Mary Jane
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| Gimme the Mary Jane
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| Gimme the Mary Jane and Jagermeister
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| Mary Jane and Jagermeister (onward mary jane)
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| There’s nothing in this world make me feel nicer (to a higher higher level)
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| It’s not your arms that are keeping me warm
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| They never go to sleep (never go home)
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| I said they never go to sleep and well, well it--
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| It’s 3 o’clock in the morning
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| I’m driving down the street
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| So I can nestle next to you
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| And try to get some sleep
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| But when I arrived you weren’t there
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| Well I started to get angry (angry)
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| And then it finally hit me (then it hit me)
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| You nor my life were nowhere near
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| Whoa (whoa)
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| Cool breezes, bud, and licorice
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| Will replace the feeling of your presence
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| I’ll be back in a couple days
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| But after that my life will be changed
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| Mary Jane and Jagermeister (we don’t know)
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| There’s nothing in this world make me feel nicer (straight up higher level,
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| haha)
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| It’s not your arms that are keeping me warm
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| They never go to sleep (never go home)
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| I said they never go to sleep
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| Set 'em all up to get knocked down
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| Bogged down calls like a beckoning swansong (now you’re livin')
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| But it won’t be very long until their all gone
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| One by one we drink them down until we’re lying on the ground
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| What about the bills you pay?!
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| Save up all your money just to drink it away (What about the bills you pay?!)
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| Because if I had my say, I’d stay drinking jager on Magen’s Bay
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| Cool breezes, bud, and licorice
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| Will replace the feeling of your presence
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| I’ll be back in a couple days
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| But after that my life will be changed
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| Mary Jane and Jagermeister (ah ah! eh eh!)
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| There’s nothing in this world make me feel nicer
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| It’s not your arms that are keeping me warm (well it’s not your arms that are
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| keeping me warm)
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| They never go to sleep (never go home)
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| I said they never go to sleep
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| Royal bwoy, who you rolling wit?
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| You know Matthew Smith. |
| No sniff, just spliff
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| As if you had a clue of how much weed we fuckin' do
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| We’d roll you up and smoke you like a Big Bambu
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| Free all dem people in the prisons only guilty of possession (free the people…
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| in the prisons)
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| Take that surplus of money and dump it into education
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| So a smarter generation coming up can figure out
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| The problems that plague our society now
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| These cannabis laws are hanging from venomous claws, let them fall (what about
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| the bills you pay)
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| Cool breezes, bud, and licorice
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| Will replace the feeling of your presence
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| I’ll be back in a couple days
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| But after that my life will be changed
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| Mary Jane and Jagermeister (yah don' know)
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| There’s nothing in this world make me feel nicer
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| It’s not your arms that are keeping me warm (fire!)
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| They never go to sleep (never go home)
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| I said they never go to sleep (well then)
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| Me say the weed we smoke man don’t take us for no joke
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| touch the
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| A weed we smoke man don’t take it for no joke
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| on the sensimilla
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| Addicted to a level that is higher, higher
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| And every year a prisoner
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| Me burn up the weed the seed
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| If you burn out the seed then you’re killing out the creed
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| You’re killing out your creed then you’ll suffer for the deed
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| Gimme the weed
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| Gimme the weed
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| Gimme the weed
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| Well then, a weed we smoke don’t take it for no joke
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| Just gimme the sensimilla
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| A weed we smoke don’t take it for no joke
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| Raise it up to a higher higher level now
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| Raise it up to a higher higher level now
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| Raise it up to a higher higher level now
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| Raise it up to Mary Jane & Jagermeister
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| Hey I’m gonna need complete silence for this… just joking, here we go
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| (hits bowl)
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| Haha
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| Finally, Dom got the first smokin' bowl of the new «thank you’s» (aw shit)
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| Yay!
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| Thank you thank you thank you!
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| Alright, first off we’d like to get started by saying thank you to Law Records
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| and the boys from Pepper (yeah!) who finally picked up somethin' (dang!) |
| That’s right! |
| Like to thank Kelalia Sun, Brett over there and coach;
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| thanks a lot man! |
| (yes)
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| Also, we would like to thank Jagermeister!
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| And Adam Greir, Rick Zeiler, everybody over there
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| For gettin' us all wasted all the time!
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| Thanks for makin' me a drunk (haha)
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| Thanks for the free gear, I wear it all the time
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| Yeah thanks for the-- I’m wearin' a wristband, look at that (I'm smokin)
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| Speakin' of free gear, thanks to Sam Ash for all the free stuff we’ve been (Oh,
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| yeah)(Thanks Sam Ash)(Shit)
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| Can’t afford all that shit myself
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| Dude, I just tuned my musical bong instrument with a sam ash tuner and a
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| Jagermeister lighter
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| Lemme strum it brah (yeah brah lemme hit that)
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| Hit it like it owed me money!
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| I, Skart, would like to thank my parents, Joanne Dave and my sister Shannon and
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| my brother in law Bobby and my beautiful wife, Bree and her lovely family--
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| And your horse and your pig and your cow…
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| And my three horses, my pig, Gator, and uhh-- my goat Tosh (don't forget
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| Roscoe), Roscoe, my son, my Jack Russell (and your dirty gerbils),
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| and my dirty gerbils
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| Lemmiwinks
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| Let’s see, uhhh, this is Smally and I’d like to thank uh, my mom, my brother,
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| uh, Chris Litwin, Sean Alright, Ed Money, Adam in Hawaii, you da man, mos def,
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| uh fuckin' uhh--
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| And this whole CD goes out to your father
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| This whole CD does go out to my paps cause I lost my dad last year,
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| and if you don’t know that well now you know, and knowing’s half the battle! |
| G.
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| I. Joe! |
| And uh, let’s see, who else gets a thank you? |
| Fillipe all my boys down
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| the thank you for beatin' people up and supplyin' motherfuckers for years.
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| Thank you. |
| And uh, Fast Eddy, you da man and let’s see who else (yeah let’s
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| see who else) fuck off whoever I didn’t say to…
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| Dan… I know like six Dans so (me too… I'm like so uhh which one dude)
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| All of y’all named Dan, you da man!
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| Dan, Danny Glassman, my cousin’s Dan, and Dan some other guy in Maitland
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| Hit that shit man everyone’s all--
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| Dan Acorsee, Dan from One Drop--
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| Yeah, man
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| I wanna thank Larry cause he made sure our computer worked the whole time so we
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| could record this badass--
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| Yeah, cousin Larry! |
| (cousin Larry!)
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| Larrells!
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| Ed his, his perfect stranger roommate
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| Thanks to all the people that are actually listening to this and made it
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| through the whole album
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| Without you, we are shit!
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| And without us, you are shit! |
| (haha)
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| Yeah!
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| And together we can be one big pile of shit
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| That’s profound, Smally
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| One big circle (Confucius, brah)
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| I wanna thank all the pounds of weed I smoked in the last year--
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| Seriously, that’s the most important thing you can thank right now…
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| is the weed and shit?
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| Hey man, it helped me get some songs out
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| Hussain, you’re the man! |
| (ow, man)
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| I wanna thank, international, uh, damn been working together for a long time,
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| now we’re officially together, and I hope we can date for a long time. |
| (bobo)
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| I hope these thank you’s stay true five years from now
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| Seriously, I hope I get head on like the second date and shit. |
| (bro)
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| Yeah I wanna thank my mom and dad for buyin' me a bass when I was fourteen
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| years old that was pretty cool
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| Yeah thanks to all our famillia
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| Yes
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| For supportin' all--
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| All the friends that have been to all the shows--
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| Yeah this is Dom thanks my parents
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| Dan--
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| Thanks my folks — my mom and dad and my brother and my sister and Smelly…
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| and Spoon. |
| (why don’t you pack this) Much love to Spoon, Michael Witherspoon,
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| (thank you) for doin' all the stuff that I don’t wanna do
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| Thanks Spoon. |
| (yup)
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| Spoon just takin' it for all of us
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| Like when I’m too lazy to masturbate, Spoon do it for me--
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| Talk about takin' it, what about Emo?
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| Haha! |
| (that's right)
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| Arr, arr, arr--
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| Speaking about masturbating--
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| Emo!
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| I don’t sound like Grover
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| Chewwy-chomp, chomp-a-chewwy-chomp--
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| Uh, we’ll be heading to the Virgin Islands in a couple weeks
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| Thanks to everybody that help us out there — Rich, all the people that support
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| us — Sam, Slosh!
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| Slosh!
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| Sam and Slosh--
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| We love Sam and Slosh (keep it fuckin' drunk)
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| This entire album goes out to St. Thomas (St. Thomas)
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| And St. John, a couple people in St. John (nah)(yes) |
| 'Cause they’re cool-
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| Hey this song goes out to Skart, 'cause he’s gonna pack this next bowl. |
| (oh!)
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| Oh, yeah?
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| I can clap for that
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| Ths bowl goes out to Craig… this is what it sounds like when somebody’s
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| smokin' yo' weed
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| Yeah, that’s pretty sad. |
| Last time Craig, Ricardo got a sack for you and we
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| smoked half of it before you even got it (hey) and, you know, it was flame,
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| but — we just had to bring that up--
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| And you didn’t know
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| Well we lost the mix--
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| But yeah we lost the mix
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| That’s what happened
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| Yeah, also we wanna thank The Toasters, we love The Toasters
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| Monster plug! |
| You’re fuckin' off the chain. |
| Evil genius, yeah!
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| Yeah, we wanna thank Bucket--
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| 'Cause he’s stupid-
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| Yeah, cause he’s stupid, he’s a big dumbass
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| Thanks, Pappy |