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My gettin high song
this is a bit different than poetry but i thought id share..i wrote this one night about 8 months ago still trippin on shrooms and e not able to sleep.
************ ~My getting high song~ Takin a puff off tha joint, hittin that bong. Pass that shit around, you know it wont be long. ‘till things get foggy, happiness all around. And your feet rise up and your body goes off the ground. Chorus: Its the shit called flyin, high into the sky. I’m not superman, just one high guy. It doesn’t matter, whether its day or night. The only thing that matters, is that you’re high as a kite. Feet slowly landing touching the ground Looking around me here is what I found There were Mushrooms, lyin’ all around Yeah it was heaven, only on farmers ground I pick up a handful or two, then began to chew. And it didn’t take long for my trip to switch to something new. Chorus: It’s the shit called trippin, higher than the sky I’m not superman, just one high guy It doesn’t matter, whether it’s day or night The only thing that matters, is that you’re high as a kite Green elephants, and circus folk swirling all around It didn’t take long before I ended up downtown. The kid came up to me, holding a white pill. And whispered in my ear, try something ‘ill I took that capsule he said was ecstasy, It took a half hour, then boom a burst of energy Chorus: It’s the shit called poppin, give it a try I’m not superman, just one high guy It doesn’t matter, whether its day or night The only thing that matters, is that you’re high as a kite. All that I know is, I’m happier than a clown My feet moving rapidly, the this dope beat sound The booming music coming from the stage I’m drinkin, oh shit yeah, my happy lemonade. When this chick walks up to me, smile on her face She held up a joint, white crystals, it was laced. Chorus: It’s that shit call tokin, to the point that im too fried Fuck it all, im superman, watch me fly. It doesn’t matter, whether its day or night The only thing that matters is that I’m as high as a kite Flying through the crowd, talking at full speed Finding out that everyone is just like me. Now I’m coming down, this trip is ending now I look like a zombie,that came from the ground But it was all worth it, the memories that ill keep. I just cant wait ‘till I do it again, at the end of the week. |