he called it this - he called it that
we called it shit - we called it grass
he took it once - just for the thrill
he'd bought a ticket to ride
we laughed about - the jokes he told
what a guy - he used to be
when he was sober and dry
smokey nights - gloomy lights
when he turned into a demon
just like a jekyl and hyde
shot himself the final round
it's destination underground
too many jouneys - on acid trains
too many trips - on the astral plane
danced with lucy in the sky
even sacrifice his mother
turn against his only friend
to reach the ultimate high
he shot himself the final round
it's destination underground
the chief is your medicine-man
he thought that he could fly
that he could reach the sky
but he went up too high - oh
he kissed the ground - goodbye
he shot himself the final round
the chief is your medicine-man