Two, three, four! Well, you can lead a horse to water But you can't make him drink You got the belly of a sinner And the panties of a saint You got a stitch in time And it's gonna save you 9 First you try to wing it, baby Also try to fling it You got it easy come and easy go Only one way to go You gotta get up off the floor You got an Alfa-Romero, It's a natural win I guess I'm really tired, Singing hey, hey, hey When you get up and go And you know you can't do it d No, you don't have a chance But you doodily-do it Because the pie in the sky Is a bird that won't fly And you hear the old song With the wonderful line Yeah, and what goes up, You know it's gotta come down When your glass is half-empty When you're going downtown And you know you're going down When the motherf...
Apparently Snakes n' Barrels were given psychotropic drugs that have erased their minds. Except for Pickles who the drugs had no effect on whatsoever.
I grew up smoking government weed every day. You know, I had kiddie glaucoma. Don't ask me. I'm immune to just about everything.