Bob and Weave

I'm sanding the turnpike polite with the waves
I guess that I'll write by moon light tonight
An hour of dancing awaiting the days
Tonight I'll write by candlelight
You gotta fly with the wind when it lifts you off your feet
And run on the ground when you run out of street
The city starts to crumble my mind starts to spin
All of the thoughts that I keep in my head
Again and again and again and again and again on my feet yo
Thank you for smoking your hash with me
Bob and weave
Thank you for smoking your hash with me
Bob and weave
Thank you for smoking your hash with me
Bob and weave (I feel much better now)
Thank you for smoking your hash with me
Bring it on back
I lie awake a sea of some fate
Goes down back around until I see it's all fake
And then I spin and splash
The two worlds all crash and collapse
As I lay in my bed thinking
But as the sun comes up and the night turns to day
I get out of my bed and go out on my way
Been running around the town getting stuff done today
Seems I'm always in a hurry and that that's the human way
But aware, aware I'm stuck to my chair
An hour of pity not one moment to spare
I'm a fly on in to this world and be
And again and again and again and again
And again and again and again and again
And again and again and again and again
And again and again on my feet
Thank you for smoking your hash with me
Bob and weave
Thank you for smoking your hash with me
Bob and weave (I feel much better now)
Thank you for smoking your hash with me
Bob and weave (I feel much better now)
Thank you for smoking your hash with me
Bring it on back
Thank you for smoking your hash with me
Bob and weave, and again and again
And again and again and again on my feet
Thank you for smoking your hash with me
Bob and weave and again and again
The city starts to crumble my mind starts to spin
Thank you for smoking your hash with me
Bob and weave (I feel much better now)
Thank you for smoking your hash with me