Marijuana

What you feel like is how you like to feel
And there's nothing like it near so you kind of like it here
I fill my arms with comfort and my hands with heat
And I try to keep

Mari mari juana juana
Mari mari juana juana

What you see is plainly colourful
And there's nothing that looks as dull
As what's on your own wall
I stay slippery and try to slip my way
Through whatever end ends everything
Kid you're broke and hungry just pretend it's nothing
Sunrise is over, sunset's beginning

Maybe make some money off me
Come on, make some money off me

Mari mari juana juana
Mari mari juana juana