Story Behind the Song
We cooked up a big ole pone of Marijuana Cornbread and had a feast. We then hit the studio and gave birth to this song.
Lyrics
O the planet greed, ah philosophy, philosophies at hand
A burden left on a only child, a drifting boat on a sea so wide
Am I the only one that feels the way, am the only one who starves away
All things are designed to die, wither and rot on the vine
Proudly Mary runs away, she takes her cloths and makes another day
But anytime we drift away, we see
We see that its too far to run too far too cry to hold your head on a rainy night, my darling yea
Hold me like you used to do, make love, maybe you.
Well I could still, running back and hold that feel
Hold me like yesterday, o baby don't take this love away, away
Take it away
And I knew you would, I never knew you would.
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