"THE POPE OF DOPE"
They say there's no hope
For the pope of dope
Caught up in a cloud
Of make believe
They tried to save him
But chances were slim
For the man had vowed
Chronic Sick Leave
Chronic Sick Leave
Hell bent on escape
His mind taking shape
On a flower
Set himself free
There's no going back
He's tasted the smack
Sweet on the power
Of Potpourri
Potpourri
I been stoned
Cuzz I like to take it real slow
I drive stoned
Down the highway with my lights low
I get stoned
When I'm making less than I owe
I get stoned
Get stoned
Get stoned
I eat stoned
When I got a lot on my plate
I work stoned
Cuzz it helps to keep me up late
I get stoned
Just because it makes me feel great
I get stoned
Get Stoned
Get Stoned
Get Stoned
Get Stoned
The people can't cope
With the Pope of Dope
Tempting the children
With revelry
They tried to stop it
But he just won't quit
For the man had found
THC
THC
Determined to fly
His life passing by
Undermining
Everything
Declared himself God
A wink & a nod
Wearing a halo
Of smokey ring
Smokey Ring
Smokey Ring
I phone stoned
When I have to speak to family
I hang stoned
Just so that my friends can stand me
I get stoned
Cuzz it makes me feel I am free
I get stoned
Get Stoned
Get stoned
I play stoned
To release my inhibitions
I love stoned
When I'm trying new positions
I get stoned
Like my favorite musicians
I get stoned
Get Stoned
Get stoned
Get Stoned
Get stoned
(lyrics by Joanna DeVoe for Obedient Waves)
