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trippin in the cowfields. mushrooms. |
The three of us had made a righteous plan to get the worm and be the early birds, and we were simply gonna use our hands to find the caps beneath the fresh cowturds And they were more excited then I was, At 8pm, thats all they'd talked about, they claimed that they would trip the most because they would be the firsts to make it out Midnight I was doubting I could make it the two of them were talking, wide awake At first I tried to move around and fake it, but soon I knew I wasn't getting baked I fell asleep behind my shaky ole eyes a golden slumber all the way to finish, But soon, I guess, I woke and realized The sun was coming up in thirty minutes I grabbed my gear and quickly started running but there was something I forgot about I found my pals weren't up to doing nothin' the anxious partners didn't make it out ------------------------------------------------------- I sat alone, the woods were mighty trippy the horses let me know I had sweet-tooth They also said that I'd return on Wednesday I guess I'll have to take it as the truth So I'll be back to fetch the magicmushroom I'll eat 'em everyone until they're gone, I guess I'll try to bring my anxious partners, On second thought, I like to trip alone |