New Weed Order Songtext / Lyric

Just a minute ladies and gentlemen, 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 their weed

They built a ship with a cannabis radar

Before they left they pooled troops with 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 herb



They're on a neverending quest to get high,

They're 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 drug dealers 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, a 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



We're on a neverending quest to get high,

A neverending quest to get high,

We're on a neverending quest to get high,

Circles in my crops that shit's got ta stop

We're on a neverending quest to get high,

We're on a neverending quest to get high,

We're on a neverending quest to get high,

Circles in my crops that shit's got ta stop



So I pulled up to the gates of the alien camp

I'd come all alone with some homegrown hemp

Fighting for the right of man's 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

I said "Hey grey, I hope your vegetarian

Cause some floatacious dank

Is what I'm carrying"

He replied

(Alien) Aw that shit's alright

And he broke out with some space flavored Kryptonite

So I broke off a chunk of that cosmic funk

And I shattered the glass like Shaq fu dunk



It's my turn so I reached in my sack

To pack a fat bowl to make his brain react

Pulled a switch with some ditch dirt weed

Stems 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

His eye went crosseyed, his head was blowin' up

His brain exploded, that shit was fried

That was the last of the neverending quest to get high



We're on a neverending quest to get high,

It's a weed war and the aliens just died