Mary..Marianna
Mari..marijuana
Bring to me
A sweet dried ganja
Let's fire it up
Let's place it in a gun
Go for deep
..my friend..
It's your turn
Round & round
Around hand to hand
Let's passa holy smoke
Our eyes...red
And cheer in our face
Yeah..yeah..yeahh
Hey..hey..heyyy
We are no more of this land
Dead to this world
And all its tantrums..
We r being mad
We r being insane
We r flyin' up
High & high
We r at the door of heaven
Knock knock knock
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