sitting in my basement
music blasting in my ears
i don't want to know what happened
how i wasted all those years

the smoke is growing thicker
and my brain is melting down
at least my dreads are getting sicker
but i'm still F**KING around

let's go get stoned
relax, don't worry
let's kill some time
no need to hurry

i learned it from my dad
theese were the greatest times he's had
no degree, no options
the plant shut down and things look bad

i'm sick of all my classes
and i'm sick of all my teachers
all i need is a girl and friends
let's go get stoned under the bleachers