Letras
Well, when I got home from work last night
I headed straight for my stash, you know
'Cause I wanted some of my private blend
Which is two parts grass to one part hash
Well, when I got to my little secret hiding place
And I checked out my little plastic bag
Well, there wasn't a speck of that nice leaf left
And I felt my whole spirit sag
There's nothing but twigs and seeds
Twigs and seeds
They sure don't deliver the punch that this old head needs
So I phoned up my old connection
And I said, "Look, Rashad, this is an emergency, man
Look, I just discovered that I am fresh out of that herb
That's so dear to me, you know what I mean, man"
He said, "Look, Jesse, I'd like to help you, man"
He said, "I'm in business to supply you with the weed, you know
But the man just busted a whole huge shipment of mine
And now everyone in town is smoking twigs and seeds"
Twigs and seeds
Twigs and seeds
They sure don't deliver the punch that this old head needs
Say you have morning glory seeds and nutmeg and LSD
Model airplane glue, peyote buttons, methedrine
Benzedrine, dexedrine, someone said banana peels will do
Let's just say the use of these various hallucinogens
Was somehow no longer a legal misdeed
Well, man, I still think there ought to be some sort of law
About possession of nothing but twigs and seeds
Twigs and seeds
Twigs and seeds
They sure don't deliver the punch that this old head needs
Twigs and seeds
Twigs and seeds
They sure don't deliver the punch that this old head needs