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Texty: Motley Crue. Smoke The Sky.

Smoke my hoochie
You say that I?m the devil
Reali-THC
Marco Polo hailed it Heaven
Socrates inhaled it too
Mr. President tell the truth

You?re the great exaggerators
Since 1932
Telling evils of the reefer
But all through time we?ve
Smoked the sky, smoke the sky

Home grown version
Compliments the senses
Opens up the mind
J.F.K. sold us freedom
Or was it just a business toke
?63 went up in smoke

He was the great seducer
Crawlin' from our TV?s
Breathed into our future
And before he died he
Smoked the sky, smoke the sky

When it?s time, we?ll smoke the sky

B.C. hailed in Heaven
I inhaled it too
Reali-THC when it?s time we?ll
Smoke the sky, smoke the sky
When it?s time we?ll smoke the sky

When it?s time we?ll smoke the
When it?s time we?ll toke the
When it?s time we?ll smoke the sky