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