Shake it up and throw it
Roll it up and smoke it
No one knows what it's worth or where it's going
Tired moneymakers
Boring conversators
Keep it up
We all know where you blow it
(PRE-CHORUS)
And now I live in a world that I call my own
It's always nice when no one's home
Give it a time and a place
If you don't ask what it's for
(CHORUS)
It's another world
But it's something more than ordinary
Such a lovely day and it's
Nothing more than ordinary living
That you're living
Waking up and rollin'
Loaded up and flowing creeping out
We all know where you're going
Trying to ignore it
What you're looking for and
No one knows what it's worth