Funky Cigarette

Well, I smoked this thing one night out as a bet And they told me it was kinda like a funky cigarette And I can still remember my first draw And all those funny things I saw When I smoked my first funky cigarette Well, I opened up my best friends biscuit tin And there's no rich teas or custard creams Just cigarettes and skins And then he handed me a bag of green The biggest bag I've ever seen And I rolled my first funky cigarette And since that day I seldom have declined And I maintain this love affair With these green herbs of mine You can keep your pills and trips and lines Expensive beers and fancy wines 'Cause I just want a funky cigarette Oh yes I do And nowadays it's harder to disguise That wondering old sedated look That glares across my eyes Well, if you're like me I'm sure you'll find That you don't really seem to mind 'Cause you just had a funky cigarette Coda: Oh oh oh aaaaaaaaaaaaah Go on now go, walk out that door She said, don’t turn around now cuz you're not welcome anymore Oh, now go, walk out that door She said, don’t turn around now cuz you're not welcome anymore Oh, One more time Yeah, One more time Yeaaaahh Aaah, I feel so good I wanna boogy, I wanna boogy the whole day through