Stoner Story - Demond

Jesus was a stoner, uh-huh Born in Southern California, uh-huh Babylon on the corner, uh-huh Why they try the stoner, uh-huh I'm called the weed messiah Rock your lighter You transfixed with the spliff and your lips higher Like smoke rises Your sex is hightened Inhale, embrace Mary, but don't be frightened I bring the God flower Uplift the people Holy sacrament communion, take and let me feed you No superstitions and crucifixions or false prophets Crosses burning in my hand, call it burned object Smoke gathers like holy masses Take a hit, pass it to the left, it's in the passage You know my disciples This is a new revival Judas rosen to the soil two in which to cycle Smoking Mother Earth Blessing is the herb Mother Mary save us Thankful for what you gave us Roll it in my papers Share it with my neighbours High as scyscrapers A cult of cultivators We got the multitude Our sisters and our brothers How I break my bread Like it's the last supper I'm the blood of stoners I'm the higher after Believe me, elevate Hear the signs of laughter I'll be the greenest rapture Stoned Jesus with the cleanest shatter Some of demons has a dream depatcher Get the screen capture If you perceive this as a needless chatter You need to hit a Stoned Jesus chapter I'll be the greenest rapture Stoned Jesus with the cleanest shatter Some of demons has a dream inspector Get the screen capture If you perceive this as a needless chatter You need to hit a Stoned Jesus chapter Heavenly father, please forgive us again Heavenly father, please forgive us again