An anti-marijuana tirade written to a certain trio of friends.
lyrics
Hey N.L.
I’d say "Helai", "How the hell?"
To another emotive spell
Your hair grew out as you heard
The shout of the Catholic NRA!
But that’s your chance
So turn and tuck in your pants!
But no:
Time to fix the truck,
But you’re out of luck
For you spent your last buck
On a plant!
You don’t need it
"You're right!"
"You don't."
"You don't need it."
"You don't need it."
"You don't need it."
"You- I NEED IT!"
"You don't need it.
"You don't."
Hey A.S.
I should have known, I guess
Of your power to possess
Your words recite in smoky tongue
To incite us to act
But still you muddle my trust
When you deal in sand and dust
And know:
You disenchant a friend, Mr. Zim
Whom you consider too prim
If you can’t overcome the whim
I’ll never adjust
You don’t need it!
"You got it, pal."
Hey K.M.
It’s true you may follow them
But why leap from the rim? Why?
Your words may frame the feeling
But also name the cost
Since your nature cages all
Please be aware of the fall
So go:
It’s time to trim your chops!
And stop spinning the tops
But deaf, your hearing drops
All warning call
Well, I think you know by now...
You don’t need it
"Gentlemen, I think I know what we can do about this."
"Give me a second.."
credits
from Misses: Six Exciting Swing Songs From Yesteryear,
released December 16, 2022
Alexander Moss - vox, guitar, bass, keyboards, drums, sound effects
Spongebob Squarepants - surprise cameo
N.L., A.S., K.M. - voices and inspiration