• Black could be tagged with the initials of our name,
    On that fence near the basketball court,
    I could twitch at every headlight in the car lanes,
    Or fear for the cops and my plan to abort,

    Smell this; you want this,
    A shady backyard with a green rose of bliss,
    Take it; hand over the cash,
    Possibly look for some other way to get smashed,

    Snap the bowl,
    Crack the beer,
    Pop the soul,
    Pour out your fears,

    Enter a numb transcendental state,
    The moon dims to a time so late,
    Where am I inside,
    but my mind is free to fly,

    Live and die,
    That's the motto,
    Live and die,
    That's the only motto.