5/9/2014, 10:40 pm
With a Bong in my cart
You behold my imploring face
Just one Bong at the start
But it soon is a hundred a pace
When my big head swells
I'm not touching land
It tells that I'm high as a kite
And at the sound of my voice
Hellfire opens its portals to me
Can demons help but rejoice
That a Bong runs our Nation lately
But you never knew
I would live life through
With a Bong in my cart for you
And at the sound of my voice
Hellfire opens its portals to me
Can demons help but rejoice
That a Bong runs our Nation lately
But you never knew
I would live life through
With a Bong in my cart for you