BASS ASPACE
The age of bobby sox and ice cream sodas is gone
The turned on people, smoking grass, popping bennies, shooting speed or dropping acid
Marijuana, Brain food, good for you,
I’m gonna cook it in a casserole and put it in a stew,
Marijuana, eat it up, nice and green,
So your arse won’t know where your elbow’s been
You know the Government will ban it for the drug company’s gain
‘Cause you cannot patent cannabis although it cures your pain
All the deaths from Paracetomol
It’s OK, It’s profitable
Free the weed, it’s what we need, don’t give in to their greed.
Overwhelming, fantastic, speeding up of the mind
The rush of tremendous numbers of ideas flashing through his mind
And hallucinogenic overtones
And while we’re on the subject, can we think of all the trees
That are cut down in their millions by paper companies?
A criminal record is never an asset
Vice feeds on vice
If you have been affected by the issues described in this song, you probably feel like a king size Mars bar round about now.
Genesis 1:29 And God said, Behold, I have given you every herb bearing seed, which [is] upon the face of all the earth, and every tree, in the which [is] the fruit of a tree yielding seed; to you it shall be for meat. Genesis 1:30 And to every beast of the earth, and to every fowl of the air, and to every thing that creepeth upon the earth, wherein [there is] life, [I have given] every green herb for meat: and it was so.
Samples taken from various films freely available from the Prelinger Archives, part of the Internet Archive