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Date of issue: 31.12.2005
Record label: Rah Rah Rah
Song language: English
Mary Jane & Jagermeister (feat. Jack Ruby Jr) |
Gimme the Mary Jane |
Gimme the Mary Jane |
Gimme the Mary Jane and Jagermeister (now you’re livin') |
Gimme the Mary Jane (now you’re livin') |
Gimme the Mary Jane (now you’re livin') |
Gimme the Mary Jane and Jagermeister (now you’re livin'…whoa) |
Gimme the Mary Jane (whoa) |
Gimme the Mary Jane (whoa) |
Gimme the Mary Jane and Jagermeister |
Gimme the Mary Jane |
Gimme the Mary Jane |
Gimme the Mary Jane and Jagermeister |
Mary Jane and Jagermeister (onward mary jane) |
There’s nothing in this world make me feel nicer (to a higher higher level) |
It’s not your arms that are keeping me warm |
They never go to sleep (never go home) |
I said they never go to sleep and well, well it-- |
It’s 3 o’clock in the morning |
I’m driving down the street |
So I can nestle next to you |
And try to get some sleep |
But when I arrived you weren’t there |
Well I started to get angry (angry) |
And then it finally hit me (then it hit me) |
You nor my life were nowhere near |
Whoa (whoa) |
Cool breezes, bud, and licorice |
Will replace the feeling of your presence |
I’ll be back in a couple days |
But after that my life will be changed |
Mary Jane and Jagermeister (we don’t know) |
There’s nothing in this world make me feel nicer (straight up higher level, |
haha) |
It’s not your arms that are keeping me warm |
They never go to sleep (never go home) |
I said they never go to sleep |
Set 'em all up to get knocked down |
Bogged down calls like a beckoning swansong (now you’re livin') |
But it won’t be very long until their all gone |
One by one we drink them down until we’re lying on the ground |
What about the bills you pay?! |
Save up all your money just to drink it away (What about the bills you pay?!) |
Because if I had my say, I’d stay drinking jager on Magen’s Bay |
Cool breezes, bud, and licorice |
Will replace the feeling of your presence |
I’ll be back in a couple days |
But after that my life will be changed |
Mary Jane and Jagermeister (ah ah! eh eh!) |
There’s nothing in this world make me feel nicer |
It’s not your arms that are keeping me warm (well it’s not your arms that are |
keeping me warm) |
They never go to sleep (never go home) |
I said they never go to sleep |
Royal bwoy, who you rolling wit? |
You know Matthew Smith. |
No sniff, just spliff |
As if you had a clue of how much weed we fuckin' do |
We’d roll you up and smoke you like a Big Bambu |
Free all dem people in the prisons only guilty of possession (free the people… |
in the prisons) |
Take that surplus of money and dump it into education |
So a smarter generation coming up can figure out |
The problems that plague our society now |
These cannabis laws are hanging from venomous claws, let them fall (what about |
the bills you pay) |
Cool breezes, bud, and licorice |
Will replace the feeling of your presence |
I’ll be back in a couple days |
But after that my life will be changed |
Mary Jane and Jagermeister (yah don' know) |
There’s nothing in this world make me feel nicer |
It’s not your arms that are keeping me warm (fire!) |
They never go to sleep (never go home) |
I said they never go to sleep (well then) |
Me say the weed we smoke man don’t take us for no joke |
touch the |
A weed we smoke man don’t take it for no joke |
on the sensimilla |
Addicted to a level that is higher, higher |
And every year a prisoner |
Me burn up the weed the seed |
If you burn out the seed then you’re killing out the creed |
You’re killing out your creed then you’ll suffer for the deed |
Gimme the weed |
Gimme the weed |
Gimme the weed |
Well then, a weed we smoke don’t take it for no joke |
Just gimme the sensimilla |
A weed we smoke don’t take it for no joke |
Raise it up to a higher higher level now |
Raise it up to a higher higher level now |
Raise it up to a higher higher level now |
Raise it up to Mary Jane & Jagermeister |
Hey I’m gonna need complete silence for this… just joking, here we go |
(hits bowl) |
Haha |
Finally, Dom got the first smokin' bowl of the new «thank you’s» (aw shit) |
Yay! |
Thank you thank you thank you! |
Alright, first off we’d like to get started by saying thank you to Law Records |
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; |
thanks a lot man! |
(yes) |
Also, we would like to thank Jagermeister! |
And Adam Greir, Rick Zeiler, everybody over there |
For gettin' us all wasted all the time! |
Thanks for makin' me a drunk (haha) |
Thanks for the free gear, I wear it all the time |
Yeah thanks for the-- I’m wearin' a wristband, look at that (I'm smokin) |
Speakin' of free gear, thanks to Sam Ash for all the free stuff we’ve been (Oh, |
yeah)(Thanks Sam Ash)(Shit) |
Can’t afford all that shit myself |
Dude, I just tuned my musical bong instrument with a sam ash tuner and a |
Jagermeister lighter |
Lemme strum it brah (yeah brah lemme hit that) |
Hit it like it owed me money! |
I, Skart, would like to thank my parents, Joanne Dave and my sister Shannon and |
my brother in law Bobby and my beautiful wife, Bree and her lovely family-- |
And your horse and your pig and your cow… |
And my three horses, my pig, Gator, and uhh-- my goat Tosh (don't forget |
Roscoe), Roscoe, my son, my Jack Russell (and your dirty gerbils), |
and my dirty gerbils |
Lemmiwinks |
Let’s see, uhhh, this is Smally and I’d like to thank uh, my mom, my brother, |
uh, Chris Litwin, Sean Alright, Ed Money, Adam in Hawaii, you da man, mos def, |
uh fuckin' uhh-- |
And this whole CD goes out to your father |
This whole CD does go out to my paps cause I lost my dad last year, |
and if you don’t know that well now you know, and knowing’s half the battle! |
G. |
I. Joe! |
And uh, let’s see, who else gets a thank you? |
Fillipe all my boys down |
the thank you for beatin' people up and supplyin' motherfuckers for years. |
Thank you. |
And uh, Fast Eddy, you da man and let’s see who else (yeah let’s |
see who else) fuck off whoever I didn’t say to… |
Dan… I know like six Dans so (me too… I'm like so uhh which one dude) |
All of y’all named Dan, you da man! |
Dan, Danny Glassman, my cousin’s Dan, and Dan some other guy in Maitland |
Hit that shit man everyone’s all-- |
Dan Acorsee, Dan from One Drop-- |
Yeah, man |
I wanna thank Larry cause he made sure our computer worked the whole time so we |
could record this badass-- |
Yeah, cousin Larry! |
(cousin Larry!) |
Larrells! |
Ed his, his perfect stranger roommate |
Thanks to all the people that are actually listening to this and made it |
through the whole album |
Without you, we are shit! |
And without us, you are shit! |
(haha) |
Yeah! |
And together we can be one big pile of shit |
That’s profound, Smally |
One big circle (Confucius, brah) |
I wanna thank all the pounds of weed I smoked in the last year-- |
Seriously, that’s the most important thing you can thank right now… |
is the weed and shit? |
Hey man, it helped me get some songs out |
Hussain, you’re the man! |
(ow, man) |
I wanna thank, international, uh, damn been working together for a long time, |
now we’re officially together, and I hope we can date for a long time. |
(bobo) |
I hope these thank you’s stay true five years from now |
Seriously, I hope I get head on like the second date and shit. |
(bro) |
Yeah I wanna thank my mom and dad for buyin' me a bass when I was fourteen |
years old that was pretty cool |
Yeah thanks to all our famillia |
Yes |
For supportin' all-- |
All the friends that have been to all the shows-- |
Yeah this is Dom thanks my parents |
Dan-- |
Thanks my folks — my mom and dad and my brother and my sister and Smelly… |
and Spoon. |
(why don’t you pack this) Much love to Spoon, Michael Witherspoon, |
(thank you) for doin' all the stuff that I don’t wanna do |
Thanks Spoon. |
(yup) |
Spoon just takin' it for all of us |
Like when I’m too lazy to masturbate, Spoon do it for me-- |
Talk about takin' it, what about Emo? |
Haha! |
(that's right) |
Arr, arr, arr-- |
Speaking about masturbating-- |
Emo! |
I don’t sound like Grover |
Chewwy-chomp, chomp-a-chewwy-chomp-- |
Uh, we’ll be heading to the Virgin Islands in a couple weeks |
Thanks to everybody that help us out there — Rich, all the people that support |
us — Sam, Slosh! |
Slosh! |
Sam and Slosh-- |
We love Sam and Slosh (keep it fuckin' drunk) |
This entire album goes out to St. Thomas (St. Thomas) |
And St. John, a couple people in St. John (nah)(yes) |
'Cause they’re cool- |
Hey this song goes out to Skart, 'cause he’s gonna pack this next bowl. |
(oh!) |
Oh, yeah? |
I can clap for that |
Ths bowl goes out to Craig… this is what it sounds like when somebody’s |
smokin' yo' weed |
Yeah, that’s pretty sad. |
Last time Craig, Ricardo got a sack for you and we |
smoked half of it before you even got it (hey) and, you know, it was flame, |
but — we just had to bring that up-- |
And you didn’t know |
Well we lost the mix-- |
But yeah we lost the mix |
That’s what happened |
Yeah, also we wanna thank The Toasters, we love The Toasters |
Monster plug! |
You’re fuckin' off the chain. |
Evil genius, yeah! |
Yeah, we wanna thank Bucket-- |
'Cause he’s stupid- |
Yeah, cause he’s stupid, he’s a big dumbass |
Thanks, Pappy |