It’s a long way home from the Field of Mars
Distant, alone , beneath the platinum stars
And I turn to look, but I’m never any closer
Only just the rain makes the skin feel colder
All my life seems so far away
Mars ain’t the kind of place to raise your kids
In fact, it’s cold as hell
And there’s no one there to raise them if you did
And all the science, I don’t understand
It’s just my job five days a week
A rocket man
Don’t know much about Geography
Don’t know much Trigonometry
Don’t know much about Algebra
Don’t know what a slide rule is for
But I do know one and one is two
And if this one could be with you
What a wonderful world this would be
It’s poetry in motion
And now she’s making love to me
The spheres’re in commotion
The elements in harmony
She blinded me with science
“She blinded me with science!”
And hit me with technology
Poetry in motion
Walking by my side
Her lovely locomotion
Keeps my eyes open wide
Show me your motion Tra la la la la
Come on show me your motion Tra la la la la la
Show me your motion Tra la la la la
She looks like a sugar in a plum
Plum plum
Sit down girl
I think I love ya’
No, get up, girl
Show me what you can do
Shake it, shake it baby, come on now
Shake it, shake it baby, ooh, ooh
Shake it, shake it baby, yeah
'Cause the players gonna play, play, play, play, play
And the haters gonna hate, hate, hate, hate, hate
Baby, I’m just gonna shake, shake, shake, shake, shake
I shake it off, I shake it off (hoo-hoo-hoo)
You can, you can do it, very well
You’re the best in the world
I can tell
Shake shake shake
Shake shake shake
Shake your booty
Shake your booty
Oh, you’re the best friend that I ever had
Been with you such a long time
You’re my sunshine
And I want you to know
That my feelings are true
I really love you
Oh, you’re my best friend
People let me tell you 'bout my best friend
He’s a warm hearted person who’ll love me 'til the end
People let me tell you bout my best friend
He’s a one boy cuddly toy, my up, my down, my pride and joy
Me and you and a dog named Boo
Travellin’ and livin’ off the land
Me and you and a dog named Boo
How I love being a free man
In a land
Where the river runs free
In a land
Through the green country
In a land
To a shining sea
And you and me
Are free to be
You and me
This land is your land
This land is my land
From California, to the New York Islands
From the redwood forests
To the Gulf Stream waters
This land was made for you and me
Coming in from London, from over the pole
Flyin’ in a big airliner
Chickens flyin’ everywhere around the plane
Could we ever feel much finer?
Comin’ into Los Angeles
Bringin’ in a couple of keys
Don’t touch my bags if you please, mister customs man
This is my version of Jimmy Buffet’s Margaritaville
Rollin my homegrown smoking a big bone
I look at the ganja covered with oil
Using my tweezers
Got pot in the freezer
Made a new pipe out of aluminum foil
[Chorus:]
Wasted away again in marijuanaville
Searchin for my roach clip on a rope (on a rope, on a rope, on a rope)
Some people claim that there is a women to blame
But I know that it’s all this damn dope
~~~Tenacious D
boson, I perform that all the time (all three verses) at karaoke nights, and it usually goes over quite well.
In fact, it’s almost to the point where I’ve forgotten the ‘normal’ lyrics!
in play:
“I guess you kinda figured I’m a reefer head of course,
And after all this time, I am a connoisseur of sorts.
Now your stuff smells OK, but this can tranquilize a horse.
I’ll bet a million in cash against your stash, 'cause I think mine’s better than yours.”
The boy said, “My name’s Johnny, and you ain’t smoked nothing yet.
One hit of this grass’ll kick your ass – you got yourself a bet.”
Johnny, roll a ball of hash, and make sure it’s the bomb,
'Cause the devil’s got the kinda stuff they smoked in Vietnam.
You’ll get a million smackaroos in cash if you can cope –
But if you can’t, the devil gets your do-oh-oh-ope
-“BB”-
Then your throat gets dry
You know you’re high
Everything is dandy
Bust on down to the corner store
Crack your mouth on peppermint candy
Then you know your body is spent
You don’t care if you don’t pay rent
The sky is high and so am I
If you a viper
Yeah, in the daytime I’m Mr. Natural
Just as healthy as I can be
But at night I’m a junk food junkie
Good lord have pity on me
Mmm, fried chicken, fly vixen
Give me heart disease but need you in my kitchen
You a bird but you ain’t a ki
Got wings but you can’t fly away from me