I'm on Drugs
Prairie dogs in the sky
Flying through the clouds on a butterfly
Listening to the Dead on Spotify
I don't need to tell you that I am on drugs
Prickly dandelion flippity flipped my lid
To the big divine
Tripping and freedom Park in the summertime
Can you read the violence in my mind
I don't need to tell you that I'm on drugs
Oh my God
OMG!
I've got a show with Snow Daisy
It's tonight but I forgot I've got to shake these mushrooms off
I'm catching trails I've got the yawns
I've got to get my snow gear on
Grab my goggles grab my hat
Where is my pick? Over there's the Strat
Load the van, drive away
I've texted Eli and he's on his way
A traffic jam a neon sign and now I'm sitting in the drive-through line
Curly fries (He wanted to) a cherry Coke (He wanted to)
$4.59 at the second window
Arriving late we're loading in
Sound check we are about to begin
I'm throwing up (He wanted to) the curly fries (He wanted to)
Oh there he is I can't believe my eyes
The CEO of Warner Bros. has come backstage to say hello
He's heard the songs he knows the fine
Just sign below on the dotted line
I wipe my mouth and grab the pen
He says he buster not so fast I'll sign you when
I've seen you live, you prove to me
That you could be an act on late night TV
We take the stage and blow it up
Snow Daisy doesn't fuck around when it's time to
ROCK!
Flying through the clouds on a butterfly
Listening to the Dead on Spotify
I don't need to tell you that I am on drugs
Prickly dandelion flippity flipped my lid
To the big divine
Tripping and freedom Park in the summertime
Can you read the violence in my mind
I don't need to tell you that I'm on drugs
Oh my God
OMG!
I've got a show with Snow Daisy
It's tonight but I forgot I've got to shake these mushrooms off
I'm catching trails I've got the yawns
I've got to get my snow gear on
Grab my goggles grab my hat
Where is my pick? Over there's the Strat
Load the van, drive away
I've texted Eli and he's on his way
A traffic jam a neon sign and now I'm sitting in the drive-through line
Curly fries (He wanted to) a cherry Coke (He wanted to)
$4.59 at the second window
Arriving late we're loading in
Sound check we are about to begin
I'm throwing up (He wanted to) the curly fries (He wanted to)
Oh there he is I can't believe my eyes
The CEO of Warner Bros. has come backstage to say hello
He's heard the songs he knows the fine
Just sign below on the dotted line
I wipe my mouth and grab the pen
He says he buster not so fast I'll sign you when
I've seen you live, you prove to me
That you could be an act on late night TV
We take the stage and blow it up
Snow Daisy doesn't fuck around when it's time to
ROCK!
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Writer(s): Snow Daisy
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