Just a minute ladies and gentelmen, I think something is happening



The planet earth is the third outermost planet of nine planets orbiting a single sun



A long time ago in a far away galaxy

Alien dope fiends ran out of the weed

They built a ship with a cannabis radar

Before they left they built 2 for Darth Vader

Who told them of a planet where the dank shit grows

And hydroponics is a science that everyone knows

So they set out on a mission to a planet called earth

On a neverending quest to get their herbs



Their on a neverending quest to get high,

Their on a neverending quest to get high,

It's a weed war and somebodies gonna die



Abductees on T.V told me in secrecy

about a government conspiracy

to snatch all of our crops

to keep the cops paid

Pot for technology the deal has been made

And uncle sam is behind the scam

He's slinging sacks behind our backs

Raisin the tax to the max

I hear he's geting stoned with the sleestax



Renegade potsmokers get united

UFO's and dirtfeelers have been sighted

So people don't trip and cause mass hysteria

There's a skunky funky smell in the roswell area



51 ships have landed

They've been commanded

to grab the herbs that we have planted

You know they didn't count on a counterattack

and I never leave home without a

Fat sack

So I grabbed my nine gram bag of kind

A lighter and some papers

It was all I could find

Ran to head quarters, grabbed a big old glass

With the intention of smokin some alien grass



Were on a neverending quest to get high,

A neverending quest to get high,

Were on a neverending quest to get high,

Circles in my crop that shit gotta stop

Were on a neverending quest to get high,

Were on a neverending quest to get high,

Were on a neverending quest to get high,

Circles in my crop that shit gotta stop



So we pulled up to the gates of the alien camp

We've come all alone with some homegrown hemp

Fighting for the right of mans' kind

(Alien) We can outsmoke you earthlings anytime

So you wanna battle?

Lets get it on

Me and you

One on One

Bong for Bong

Hey grey, I hope your vegetarian

Cause floatacious dank

Is what I'm carrying

He replied

(Alien) This shit's alright

And he broke out with some space flavoured kryptonite

So I broke off a chunk of that cosmic funk

And I shattered the glass like Shag fu dunk



It's my turn so I reached in my sack

To pack a fat bowl to make this (inaudible)

Pulled the switch with some ditch dirt weed

Sticks oregano and some birdseed

He started chokin, smoke was shooting out his gills

And when he drank the bong water

Ooh, He gave me chills

I mean he fell on the ground and started throwin up

As I went crosseyed his head was blowin up

His brain exploded, the shed was fried

That was the last of the neverending quest to get high



Were on a neverending quest to get high,

It's a weed war and the aliens just died