Contact High

I was at this party, they had the doors all closed

All this funny smoke kept goin' up my nose

They had this joint that they was passin' around

But when they got to me, I turned it down

I was already contact high - felt like I wanted to fly

Everybody was goin' "ch-ch, ch-ch, ch-ch-ch ch-ch, ch"

I really didn't know how much time had passed

But everybody got tired of blowin' that grass

I told 'em at first that I didn't want to smoke

But they reached in the sack and pulled out some coke

And I said, "Oh! Don't do that, don't do that"

I got stoned

Plum wasted

Like, laid... woo

When the party was over, everybody was stoned

We was so gluеd, we couldn't go home

I had my wheels, they was carryin' mе outside

But I was just too stoned to take that ride

'Cause I was out of it! I couldn't split!

It was total chaos

Everything just got quieter, and quieter

Peaceful… and quieter, and quieter, and... ooh!