Another Day, Another Joint - Daren Thompson
I rouse this morning to missed call after call but I was unable to call back.
I looked in my wallet
I was low on my cash
I forgot to pay my phone bill
So I am forced to contemplate whether to get dressed or chill
No texting, no calling, no school, no work, no nothin'
But I almost forgot. I still have a little somethin'
Now I may not smoke tobacco and destroy my lungs
Just Another Day, Another Joint for when I'm too far-flung
Another Swisher, Another blunt of this purplish-green bud
Inhale and exhale. Now everything seems so fun
Reality is pain and everyone needs a break
So when you wake from your sleep
Wake--and--bake
Another Day, Another Joint.
Oh yes, Another Joint.
It eases the mind.
Am I making my point?
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