All my friends are stoners,
Lighting up all of the time
everybody has a mason jar
can you guess what i have in mind
We all go to Jamaica, once or twice a year
to smoke big blunts with the rastaman
and drink ice cold red stripe beer
All my friends are stoners,
we sit around and get fried
we ask the president to legalize it,
so the whole wide world could get high
All my friends are stoners,
until the day we die
when it comes to marijuana
were the kings of who, what, where and why
All my friends parents are stoners,
lawyers, teachers, bankers and brokers
they all have ADD so they roll up great big jokers
All my friends are stoners,
we sit around and get fried
we ask the president to legalize it,
so the whole wide world could get high
All of my friends in hollywood
are laughing out at the sky
my friends in indiana
are in the cornfields, getting high
we put it in our tea,
we put it in our cake,
we roll it up nice,
so we can get baked
we just cant seem, to get our fill
were wasteing away in marijuanaville
All of my friends are stoners,
we sit around and get fried
we ask the president to legalize it,
so the whole wide world could get high
All my friends are stoners,
we sit around and get fried
we ask the president to legalize it,
so the whole wide world could get high
All my friends are stoners,
Lighting up all of the time
everyone has a mason jar
can you guess what i put in mind
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