The grateful dead can play some pearl jams Canned heat and cream can feed the bands Birthing built to spills and modest mouse's Houses of the holy hold no led zeppelins White albums bare blackened beatles There comes a time to ride crazy horses Musical preference can cause divorces Forces folks to choke on the voices that feel so mellow And spit out what happens to be hollow Sleepy but creepy that rehab causes raps And perhaps it's for the best A test of the origin A mess up or a sin A mask with a task To keep you moving those hips Twist like Ferris bueller in Chicago Roll like the stones of tomorrow Enter the velvet underground of sorrow Exit the flaming lips with the shadow of the black Sabbath Take a ride along on the fleetwood Mac With jimi janis and the who in the back Open all your favorite doors Hearts don't always have to have holes Only when held by average white bands That can't really ever take a real stand So pick up the pieces that are fanned like kings And banned like queens A means to an end like castles made of sand We've came along way since big Miller's band Blowhards of Mr. Fantasy hold blind faith That blind melons don't rot So that it won't grow stale with the radio dial Just sit right down I'll walk the line for a mile Just to cross it with a smile So pick up the pieces again Becuse they live on in you and i Until we all decide to die off too It's you who can enlighten souls It's you who can fill the holes in my heart So start by hummin' to this tale That'll hit the nail.

Oh girls where are you goin' to? It's not even 4:21 Sit back, enjoy yourselves And have, have yourselves some fun Take a break from what you're doing So you don't reach the breaking point In which nothing, could bring a smile to your face It's time we disregard disgrace In times we all know what's up What's going down In towns, in cities nationwide Sucks you deeper and deeper inside Where you forget it's about to be, 4:20 So you pull out your bowl And pack it for me Pack it, pack it, pack it for me You just pull out that bowl And pass it right to me Pack it, pack it, pack it, pack it up And smoke it down Pack it, pack it, pack it up And smoke that shit down...

Maggie's a girl uptown Never wore black, only brown And she kicks her high heels up But only downtown, downtown, downtown Now she has no regrets for what she's done for what she's done, Cause you know she's Maggie Nasty Maggie She's Maggie, nasty maggie She's nasty, she's so nasty, nasty Maggie Well I met nasty Maggie downtown Said for a little we could get down She took into an ally way You know for twenty bucks I can get anything, from nasty Oh Maggie, nasty Maggie Can't help but Maggie, but she's so nasty Nasty, nasty, nasty Maggie She's nasty, nasty Maggie Last time I saw maggie; she had needles in her vein Her breasts were all saggy Her mind gone insane She was standing on a corner Soaking in the rain Waiting on a ride to bell Cause she's nasty Maggie Oh nasty, nasty maggie Nasty, nasty, nasty maggie Nasty Maggie she's so nasty, nasty Maggie, oh yeah Nasty, nasty, nasty Maggie I don't wanna see Maggie again Cause she's nasty, nasty, nasty, nasty Maggie Oh Maggie (nasty) Maggie (nasty) Maggie (nasty) Maggie (nasty) Maggie, she's so nasty.

Even when there's nothing left to say someone will be shouting Even when there's nothing left to eat someone will be feasting Even when we're all engaged someone will be holding keys Even when we're all standing tall someone will still want us on our knees Even when there is no way someone will make one Even if there is no time to play some on will fake, fun Even when we're in our final hour someone will find a spare second...